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Oct 2015
I dreamt about you
my senses enslaved by your
scent
still a combo of coppertone and spearmint
touch
commanding
taste
salty surprise
sound
the purr that rumbles from the back of your throat
and yes, even
sight
*eyes still a-twinkle
It's amazing what the body remembers...
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