Walk Of Shame

Panthers

We only have sex when you want to,
too busy to take our time.
Choreographed telegraphed scan the room
before we make crime.
There's no erotic without miserable lows,
the worse the better.
The more guilt, the sweatier.
Can't stand the pain, can't have the pleasure.
"bang" you're dead.

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