#190712 - Her lips the colour of fury, Her skin, in the manner of old: White as the billowing towers Of cloud in the heartland of cold. She matched me measure for measure, Returning each kiss and each thrust. I loved her fiercely till morning, Riding her untamable steed Through boundless lust and through laughter Until all our passions were freed.
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