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The bruises, the thoughts and the feelings: I can't explain. The reasons: your fingers through my shirt beneath my skin, inside my brain wrapped around my mind. The thought of not seeing you, the sights that appeal to you, all the things that disolve in you. A bubble bath: you and a stranger both your hands under water: Something soft: you're after, nothing new just skin.
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Jan 14, 2011
Jan 14, 2011 at 8:28 AM UTC
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The bruises, the thoughts and the feelings: I can't explain. The reasons: your fingers through my shirt beneath my skin, inside my brain wrapped around my mind. The thought of not seeing you, the sights that appeal to you, all the things that disolve in you. A bubble bath: you and a stranger both your hands under water: Something soft: you're after, nothing new just skin.
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Jan 14, 2011
Jan 14, 2011 at 8:28 AM UTC
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