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2.2 Billion Seconds

70 years in bed with her

Wouldn’t be enough

70 years is 25567.5 nights together 

And it wouldn’t be close to enough

Even if her and I had sex three or four times every single night

For 70 years

It still wouldn’t be enough

That’s 76,702.5 times of love making with her

It isn’t enough!

God Dammit!

It isn’t enough!

Even if I kept my lips on hers

For every second

Until I was 103 years old

It wouldn’t be enough!

2.2 billion seconds wouldn’t be enough!

When she wraps her legs around me

And pulls me deeper inside of her

I lose myself

Completely 

I die, a little

And she gives me life in exchange for my death

Let me live there

In that moment 

With her

Forever

Oh please, God, if you are out there,

Can’t she rest her head on top of my chest

For the rest

Of time?


   

-CH 9/11/25




 
 
 

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