Lying naked next to you,
On a bed soaked through with sweat.
Your hair pasted to your face,
With an expression I won't forget.
A glassy stare is in your eyes,
And I don' think you see me yet.
Silent now, no more wild cries,
Are you satisfied my pet?
Slowly now you come around,
Focusing your eyes on it.
And you plead with me again,
'Please give me more, just a bit'
Don Juan Tenorio
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