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It's funny how life turns
From one moment to the next
I could feel her coming out
Of her clothes
As the conversation
Got more complex
I tried not to be too cerebral
But I could see
There were lessons in this
It was natural
It flowed freely
Toward passionate kiss
I helped her express herself
I helped her be free
I let her give herself reasons
To give herself to me
No hesitation
No reason to resist
She wanted
We wanted
We needed this
There was release
Relief
There was revenge
There were flames that singed
Colors that tinged
But mostly there was freedom
An acceptance of reality
An emotional connection
A physicality
I could feel what she felt
See what she saw
Candles melted
Ice thawed
My lips and tongue 
Felt her throb
Her hunger
Her heartbeat
Entangled
Me in her
And her in me
There was symphony
Epiphany
Poor street poets wrote
Stays of execution
A Victor Hugo written
Love note
It was gothic
In its architecture
A governess in her prefecture
Poe in his madness
A baptism of bliss
And a pious sadness
Sweat
Joy
Pleasure
A crescendo
Spiritual laughter
Pure oxygen
Combinatorial rapture

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