Heartbeat
Slow and even
Conversation sparks the flames of interest
Calmly engaging in enticing banter- The trap is set
Each planning to return with the kill
Pace Quickens
As two beings speak in measures of charisma
Both parties equally intrigued
Dancing around an all too familiar subject
Heightened by excitement
The intoxication of an adrenaline rush
Brought on by lust and desire
Strangers depart for a more secluded surrounding
Faster, faster
Alone at last
The cure for an insatiable thirst
Ripping, tearing into each other with savagery unbeknownst to the wildest creature
Alarmingly rapid
Reaching the peak of the metaphorical mountain
Incapable of thought- Two becomes one under the sinful glow of the deadly moonlight
Floating on a blissful cloud of content and satisfaction
Return to originality
Calming sounds of uneven breath
Drifted apart and asleep
‘til regret wakes on the wings of the morning
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