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"If you dont like the weather in Boston, Just wait a minute" last night it was seven degrees outside my teeth chattering holding my body for warmth as I waited for my taxi to arrive the hail felt like it was tearing my face into pieces with every ice pellet that hit my skin I felt was tearing pieces of you off my flushed, warm cheeks now, it is morning I havent slept. my mind has been occupied by you, and lust filled fantasies of you inside of me filling me until I could burst it is morning the pellets that lashed me violently and landed in a soft pile outside my bedroom window are melting I see the sunrise the day meeting the night in a lustful embrace if our bodies ever meet I promise to make your sun rise and then erupt in a beautiful display of spicy red with hints of purple to leave on the hotel sheets a reminder that tomorrows sunrise is just a day away you may be colorblind but I will show you red with my tongue, my mouth my lips believe me I will show you color how it's meant to be
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Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 8:18 AM UTC
AT LEAST YOU GIVE ME SOMETHING TO WRITE ABOUT, MY LIFE IS AS BORING AS A DEAD BIRD
"If you dont like the weather in Boston, Just wait a minute" last night it was seven degrees outside my teeth chattering holding my body for warmth as I waited for my taxi to arrive the hail felt like it was tearing my face into pieces with every ice pellet that hit my skin I felt was tearing pieces of you off my flushed, warm cheeks now, it is morning I havent slept. my mind has been occupied by you, and lust filled fantasies of you inside of me filling me until I could burst it is morning the pellets that lashed me violently and landed in a soft pile outside my bedroom window are melting I see the sunrise the day meeting the night in a lustful embrace if our bodies ever meet I promise to make your sun rise and then erupt in a beautiful display of spicy red with hints of purple to leave on the hotel sheets a reminder that tomorrows sunrise is just a day away you may be colorblind but I will show you red with my tongue, my mouth my lips believe me I will show you color how it's meant to be
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Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 8:18 AM UTC
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