I want the man who folds into me like his sleek new Lamborghini, touches me reverently as he steers miles beyond our jagged city to vistas unraveled by oceans, fulfilling his epic-hero quest, testing how my body holds him with sharp curve navigation, how it leans to caress shoulders as starshine shimmies off my paint while he’s lost in indigo midnight praying hard I’ll take him home, where the only sounds he craves are my 12 cylinders pulsing & the …
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