What's it gonna be?
The angel on my one side ... wants me to strip you of all your dark and heavy conceptual garments into the nakedness of being. Nothing more.
The devil ... wants me to go to town with you in an endless night of the unlicensed carnal ecstasy of unleashed intimate abandon. All of it. Everything left "on the field".
What's it gonna be, Girl?
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