Now that he’s inside her
They are one
Breathing in one another
No clear line
Of where one ends
And one begins
So much to share
But before the time allows
For anything to happen
It’s over as fast as it began
And she leaves him
Somewhat fulfilled
Yet afraid he’ll die alone
Only to be the laughing stock
Of the whole school
The next day
Quickie
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