Ruffled and flushed in the roselight of dawn, we lie welded together like a runcible spoon. We have dabbled in the honey of each other’s hearts, ridden the serpentine waves of the rollercoaster of rude emotion, raw and unfiltered; we have ribboned our bodies together and now, sated with glory, we lie curved in a snicket of sunlight, resolute that this will not recur. There will be no renewal; we renounce this romance. Until tomorrow.
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