Because staring into the dark of the night, they can't meet each other's eyes. All they can feel is flesh. The light through the window, will spill their secrets and make them vulnerable. In the morning, they would find in each other's eyes, the reflection of their curtailed soul. Now they yearn for a prolonged darkness, a refuge for their troubled desires, ravenous desires. And as long as the night lasts, they hold on to each other for dear life, and shut their eyes, and make love...
Two bodies lip-locked in an eternal conversation, wish to delay the arrival of morning...
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