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Our first encounter was a destruction event:

My heart broke

My self control imploded

My senses collapsed

The peace I'd found reached the end of its life cycle

All that remained was lust.

She taught a master class in astrophysics

I never knew black holes could actually exist

Once I became lust I wandered into her ergosphere

And fell into her event horizon

I've been lost ever since.