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Jan 2015
Winter knows me better
than you ever could.*
Wrapping his arms around me,
and biting into my skin;
winter kisses my earlobes red,
reminding me I'm his.
And I'm shivering and shaking
and aching from his touch.
But, it never felt as cold,
as it did with your love.
Roxxanna Kurtz
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Roxxanna Kurtz  30/F/MA
(30/F/MA)   
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