Raving Illusion

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His hands move in sync

Swirling like the waves

In an imaginary tide

Eyes fixed, like disks

Emotions, mixed

Bodies illustrating the beat

I'm absorbing his heat

Face, a flushed glow resonating

Like passion from hating

Captured -

You fill me with rapture

Never felt before

Your heart bled into my core

Forever staining

That smoldering fire, remaining

Hate that bleeds like love

Love engorged by heat

Soul mates, and solely

Between the sheets

False comfort;

An illusion of you, for me.

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