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My face reflected in her scratched sunglasses. Her crooked teeth, floral scent tattooed on my brain stem, wrestling with the ripe blush pink skin stretched over a naked clavicle. I am calm as she unspools,    inching      ever        closer through sun-warmed grasses, asking— Barefoot & electric, ponytail tight, blue eyes pinned to Saffron lips tracing circuits, playing damage control with my structure-fire wiring. She climbs naked through My razor wired nervous system. A deep soul cavern spark— two embers flaring, momentary, through the darkened dazzle, leaping Through the cinders blooming in our ribcages.
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Oct 15, 2024
Oct 15, 2024 at 8:47 PM UTC
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My face reflected in her scratched sunglasses. Her crooked teeth, floral scent tattooed on my brain stem, wrestling with the ripe blush pink skin stretched over a naked clavicle. I am calm as she unspools,    inching      ever        closer through sun-warmed grasses, asking— Barefoot & electric, ponytail tight, blue eyes pinned to Saffron lips tracing circuits, playing damage control with my structure-fire wiring. She climbs naked through My razor wired nervous system. A deep soul cavern spark— two embers flaring, momentary, through the darkened dazzle, leaping Through the cinders blooming in our ribcages.
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M/North America
Oct 15, 2024
Oct 15, 2024 at 8:47 PM UTC
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