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𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙣. 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡. 𝘼 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩-𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙠-𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. ♤~

This poem speaks of the moment when the silence between two people becomes heavier and more honest than any words. It is a story of vulnerable surrender, where one allows the other to touch the hidden and dark corners of their existence. It is not about possession, but about transformation: through a calm but intense connection, emotions and parts of our existence that we had forgotten, even from ourselves, are awakened. It is the beauty of giving someone the key to your unspoken truth and seeing that truth become light. Perhaps the lyrics hide something else more intimate... An opportunity to try to discover...

"You keep looking at me like that," she murmured, "and I'll start thinking you want more than just the presentation done." Mazuo's voice was low, rough. "You know exactly what I want." She smirked, fingers ghosting over his tie. "Then take it." And when he finally did, the air between them ignited-sharp breaths, lingering touches, and a kiss that felt like everything they had been holding back for far too long.