an empty hotel room. a shitty comforter, hard bed, old TV. I am stretched across the bed, naked, hanging off the edge with one arm under my chest, the other dangling out towards the floor. A contended half smile on my face. I am staring into space, relaxed, thinking of nothing. You emerge from the bathroom and touch me, slowly, gently. We
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