Passed by lustful glance.
Close the distance, then we dance.
her clawing hands upon my pants.
I have to take this chance.
No time for sweet romance.
In darkened corner, I give her my lance.
We mate quickly in many a stance.
My seed spills, no warning in advance.
So soon she had to go.
Her name I'll never know.
But the memory makes me glow.
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