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Sep 2015
fingers aching
mind racing
waiting for that sound
knees weak
body heavy
i crave you when you aren't around

a day goes by
maybe two
maybe four
wishing there was something from you
i'm always wanting more

i want you in the most visceral way
itching for your hands on skin
awakened something from me inside
showered me with sin

there it is
the heartbeat vibration
making my heart pound
you come back again and again
Pulse is my favorite sound
emily grace
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emily grace  Minnesota
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