Irresistible

It's midnight. Dark room. Silence.
The hour of lovemaking is gone.
But it was still in his soul, so he stirred.
He doesn't ask anything. His blood boils.


No woman prepares herself for that moment.
Right the curves of her body do not fall silent.
Their rushing passion, invisible though, screams like that,
...that even the bone marrow bristles!


In this hot silence,
when every moment is an unexploded ordnance,
two hearts are resurrected many times.
In this hour, for many others, irresistible.
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