Languidly sprawled across crumpled sheets and tossed pillows,
Beads of sweat cooling on my still-tingling flesh,
I discover abstract patterns imprinted in the stucco ceiling above me,
Never noticed, until now.
I breathe in… and breathe out… replenishing my strength
Through thoughts that ebb to and fro in quiet, luxurious waves,
Evoking images of the sweet sensations bestowed upon me
Only moments before…
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