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Mar 2015
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You sin me sideways and repent
by skimming your hands down my body
Taking your time taking me,
every whispered word a prayer
My body your holy grail
You found me while many could not
I wasn't hiding hard, I wanted to be found
Wanted to be touched like I was made of the most precious metal,
Beheld like silver
BF
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   Emilie and JWL
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