Pound it out. It's not a matter of repetition, more like absorption: check your filters. The byproduct of living perfection for an obscene number of years is to relax the vigilance, allowing denial to make an attempt. The more precise take is accepting the Waterloo and going with what followed. How about this level of pattern recognition of the matters at hand. Pure food foreplay spin-the-bottle and I'm engorged.

No backing down is stability based more than alpha male shit. Matters not how much of a shadow you now cast. Much more like true to our soul. The carnivore ached for the same thing the vampire seeks, only in shrink-wrapped roasts instead of jugulars. The carnal pleasures correlate with satisfied cravings. Wasn't listening? That's why fresh passion feeds on the current version. It's current, man.

Corresponding connections, you know - the ones that are exact opposite except for romance✒. What matters most is if this titillates. Too early.