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Jan 2017 · 235
Lust
galaxy of myths Jan 2017
My skin
is scorched
from when
you trailed
with your finger.
I couldn't help
but to shiver
when you thumbed my lip
and captured
with your own.
My punctured
soul is drowned
by your sweet
haven.
Such infinite
brazen.

-m.b

— The End —