He finds himself in her bed,

between her legs
and pushing into her.

The intensity of her lust paralyzes him

and suddenly he knows

that he has been here before,

many times.

He knows that he has been with her a hundred times

and that each time has been erased from his mind

like a forgotten dream after a violent awakening.

His strong arms
wrap around her

and once again he surrenders

to the terrible pleasure

that keeps him trapped.

He knows that to close his eyes now,

to give in completely,

is to go back to that little room,

that tiny cell without hope.

As she falls asleep
in his arms,

he notices
that he still knows,

he still remembers.

And this has never happened before.

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