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your fingers burn a trail starting at my cheek and ending between my thighs and i don’t know if that is what’s causing the pounding in my chest or if it’s the way you pronounce each syllable of my name so gently as though i’m part of your families’ collection of most treasured silver.
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Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 10:14 AM UTC
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your fingers burn a trail starting at my cheek and ending between my thighs and i don’t know if that is what’s causing the pounding in my chest or if it’s the way you pronounce each syllable of my name so gently as though i’m part of your families’ collection of most treasured silver.
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Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 10:14 AM UTC
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