let everything happen to you
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his body against mine
a tire on the road
like gravity keeping us pulled to the weight that is the floor
like the friction
of teenage lovers
between the sheets
of teenage lovers
between the sheets
oddly enough
it's like a fine-tuned hum
a well-oiled machine
the energy and pressure;
it's like speed--no stopping now
my heart pounding within its' cages
ready to burst out
I'm anticipating the final crash
we ride through the slow scenery
through the hills and valleys
through the peaks and down to
the river bends
I take in every breath
shutting my eyes
I cling to the moment
holding my breath
as if I'm diving a free-fall
as if I'm diving a free-fall
into the deepest trenches
of an ancient heart
my eyes stay shut
as we free-fall together
hoping to make it last
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