"I want to make love to your mind; penetrate your thoughts, stimulate your desires, set your imagination afire, and place my seed of love in your hope's uterus. Let me stroke your ego; we'll birth smiles long before that seed gestates behind your breast plate. Your feelings rain down around me, a mind deep enough to drown me. My love finally spills over, you spasm. Now did you fall for me, or was it just an orgasm?"
-A. Lewis
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