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THE CICADAS GOING CRAZY The night all darkness and lilac as if scent and absence of light  had solidified congealing about the waltzing couple drifting accidentally on purpose away from the gaudy ballroom. Both now not daring to breath in case this moment would dissolve the magic evaporate. His clumsy hand upon her naked back for the first time ever this foreveer the flex of her shoulder blades as if she were a swan about to take flight and be gone...gone that terrible thought tolling inside his head. They only able to see each other by touch alone feeling his breath upon her right eybrow she nuzzling into an Adam's apple that kept bobbing up ooops and that was not all. He lost in the bob of her hair she only had it done that day. Their hips brushing against lilac and darkness dancing on into the witching hour the fadey ballroom music like an half forgotten something or other the cicadas sudden silence dissolving into this mistimed kiss that nevertheless he kissed an eye she kiss a nose that still took time's breath away the cicadas going crazy.
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Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 12:06 PM UTC
THE CICADAS GOING CRAZY
THE CICADAS GOING CRAZY The night all darkness and lilac as if scent and absence of light  had solidified congealing about the waltzing couple drifting accidentally on purpose away from the gaudy ballroom. Both now not daring to breath in case this moment would dissolve the magic evaporate. His clumsy hand upon her naked back for the first time ever this foreveer the flex of her shoulder blades as if she were a swan about to take flight and be gone...gone that terrible thought tolling inside his head. They only able to see each other by touch alone feeling his breath upon her right eybrow she nuzzling into an Adam's apple that kept bobbing up ooops and that was not all. He lost in the bob of her hair she only had it done that day. Their hips brushing against lilac and darkness dancing on into the witching hour the fadey ballroom music like an half forgotten something or other the cicadas sudden silence dissolving into this mistimed kiss that nevertheless he kissed an eye she kiss a nose that still took time's breath away the cicadas going crazy.
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Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 12:06 PM UTC
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