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Just the two of us,

Alone, hidden from the world,

Somewhere secret on Passion Street,

Where sweaty bodies sync,

And a belabored bed sings,

As hearts mutually beat,

To the rapturous rhythm,

Of coital bliss!


Nothing else counts,

Naira, dollars or pounds,

Propriety can wait,

Society and its judgmental face,

Morals forgotten at the gate,

While we relate,

Out of sight, you and I,

Thirsty souls, cummin’ nigh…