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Jul 2015
You're so close I almost taste you
That sweet air upon your lips
And feel the gentle curve that runs through
From your neck down past your hips

Your eyes flash hints of mystery
And your hairs sprawled all around
I look forward to our history
When I finally pin you down.
Sawyer Gowans
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Sawyer Gowans  28/M/Earth
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