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Heathennn
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My body your body. My soul your soul. The night is long. Full moon above. I do not know how to stop, my sweat is like a river and your body is the sea. The night is long, my body is yours. Our bodies are one. The music of the night is the collision of our bodies. You stroke me, you kiss me, you hold me, you come inside me. Our bodies, your body, my body. Let me drink of the sea. Let it flow in me, let me flow in you. Let me swim in you. The night is long, the sea is deep. The night is long, the moon is gone. The wine is running out. My body is yours. We are swimming in the currents of the ocean. I feel the waves I feel the tornado. We disappear and we reappear. We touch and merge and we separate and chase each other and come together and push and push and push and rush and rush. I am touching you everywhere. I am searching for all the hollow parts of you, of your body. Your hand is on my hand. I am inside you. Our bodies are wet with sweat. The waves are rolling on. You are on top of me and dancing to the waves. Is the ocean getting more fierce or is it you? The wind is coming. The sea is rising. I lift you and throw you on the floor and I start dancing to the rhythm of the tornado. There is an eternity inside of you and I'm the explorer. In and out in and out. I swim in you. You come and come and come and moan and moan and moan. I push you down on the floor. There is a storm inside of you craving for more. The sky is dark. I do not stop until the clear skies. You swallow and swallow and swallow and you moan and moan and moan and drown and drown and drown and return and return and return.
