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Jan 2015
the richness of cigarettes on your breath, your hands warm and rough on my cheek and the curious way that you feel my body. your tentative touch wanting you show me what you can't speak when words fail, so play me like your guitar, play your hard, passionate love, over and over again until i'm familiar with your melodic feel until the beat kicks in again.
Emily Martin
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Emily Martin  california
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