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Sep 2015
in bed
7 a.m sleepy hands,
sliding up my leg.
Kisses almost hidden,
if not for early morning light
peaking through the shades.
It's a Saturday,
in bed with him.
Chameleon
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Chameleon  29/F/Ohio
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