Coincidence or battle of wits? What would you say? I won't answer.
My brain is throbbing. And not just my brain.
It's all so simple. Impossibly so.
My butterfly is welcome to land on my face anytime she wishes. Anytime.
I was smitten, I'm the prey here, seeking to be devoured, to devour you in a duel of beasts.
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