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Sep 2021
your touch brings me a golden sunset, spread out for the world to see, but instead i get to keep it, just between you and me. your skin like silk on my skin, fingertips up and down again, caressing my cheek, then running through my hair. the joy that sparks inside, i cannot hide.
To hear your laugh,
and oh,
to be by your side
A-McIntyre
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A-McIntyre  27/F/Texas
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