The music begins to boom a beat per a minute for the walls of their hearts. A room of groans and synchronous movements. Two couples and a visionary became one with the rain of a wet dream from which you wake up touching yourself. You can’t create love with your spirit only. Your body is theirs. Dandelions are dripping down your breasts. Their body is yours. Males play chess, queens gloat. They …
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