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Apr 2015
Angelic cheekbones
ripped knuckles
Ocean eyes
scuffed toes
Strawberry smile

He cups my face with
coffee-cup warm hands,
flips his tongue ring
against my lips that are
burning a thousand degrees.
are you real or is that my needy subconscious
crystallaiz
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