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Jan 2015
i unwillingly wash you away

wash the taste of your lips from mine

strip the clothing from my back, that smells of you

rid my body of your touch

and then i feel empty,
broken,
sad

until i see you again

then i can taste your lips
hug you so close and long that i smell of you
feel your touch like fire on my skin

and i am full,
happy,
complete
:)
Zoë
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