Fun that flashed like raw flesh where we slept,
We awakened the luxuria we kept secret,
And boiled our lust away beneath a desert sun.
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Fun that flashed like raw flesh where we slept,
We awakened the luxuria we kept secret,
And boiled our lust away beneath a desert sun.
A scorcher, sir!! 🔥👍😊