There's A Lot To Be Said For Hormones

Agh! Oh joy!
This fire, insane.
This pleasure,
torture in my brain.

The air, it srokes me in this still room.
Skin prickles.
Head flushed.
Thoughts rushed.

Crazy.
Weird!
No control.
The spirit grasps,
flails.
Touches its goal.
Another soul.

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