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Soft tousels of seasoning and olive oiled Skin, sweet like honey Dew. ripe and bursting. Drip. Drip. Drip. Like fruit juices from the mouths of Babes Hot In summer heat and Sticky. Wet with humidity and sweat. Warm pools, rippled with the amber rays of sunset. I want to run my hands through damp grass and leap over Sprinklers and dance until the Sun dies for the day. Bleeding pomegranate and satsuma And burying babies in the backyard.
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Dec 2, 2019
Dec 2, 2019 at 7:11 PM UTC
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Soft tousels of seasoning and olive oiled Skin, sweet like honey Dew. ripe and bursting. Drip. Drip. Drip. Like fruit juices from the mouths of Babes Hot In summer heat and Sticky. Wet with humidity and sweat. Warm pools, rippled with the amber rays of sunset. I want to run my hands through damp grass and leap over Sprinklers and dance until the Sun dies for the day. Bleeding pomegranate and satsuma And burying babies in the backyard.
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Dec 2, 2019
Dec 2, 2019 at 7:11 PM UTC
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