just the touch of your warm moist skin against mine made me shudder.

and we'd each inhale our share

and let the fresh wave of blankness come in our minds

while we walked down coloured highways, entangled with the smoke wisps.

and such pleasure would come soon after

with our heads still a universe away

you tasted like infinity

it's a shame infinity doesn't live here anymore.

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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