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She Burns Through My Restraints — One Touch and I Lose Control

    She moves like a flame that refuses to be contained, and everything inside me surrenders the moment she comes near.

    May be an image of yoga

    She’s dangerous, untouchable, yet I’m pulled toward her heat like I was always meant to burn.
    She knows exactly how to ignite me, how to push me to the edge where I stop wanting to resist.

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