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no one knows how to make love as if their life depends on it. death does. entering and exiting while maintaining perfect eye contact. giving what it takes fully. bracing patience, with the sturdiness of a promise: ' I'll always be gentle, even when I come... we'll go together. What lives to die inside you can't lie.'
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Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 12:56 PM UTC
Perfect Eye Contact
no one knows how to make love as if their life depends on it. death does. entering and exiting while maintaining perfect eye contact. giving what it takes fully. bracing patience, with the sturdiness of a promise: ' I'll always be gentle, even when I come... we'll go together. What lives to die inside you can't lie.'
Onoma
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Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 12:56 PM UTC
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