It's claimed that women think sex
once per day, and that men once
in half an hour; yet this month,
after she dropped her pen, bending
to pick it up under my caressing gaze,
my hours have been burning agony
and sweet release, and not once
have I gone half an hour without
feeling this delicious desire.
15.-21.06.2024
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