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Draught of love
I've been near a stream
Both my hands on her waist
Eyes of hers on mine
Five seconds
Her breaths rising, chest falling
Too close to understand anything
Currents all over my body
Those five seconds
So wild and vulnerable, we let go
Couldn't even tame the intensity

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