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Nov 2015
No lights except for the ones we use inside ourselves.
You guided me with yours.
My eye's couldn't see a thing,
But my palms were moist against yours
Hipsssss, ******, back and forth, back and forth
You took me in with your lips
I tasted your skin, tongue, something more than a kiss.
Me gusta tus besos, you said.
I said nothing.
Rather my body flew in to yours
To reply the same.
That night
You gave me peace
You gave me heat
You gave me quick sand
That scared me,
So I made it out on to solid ground.
But in all honestly,
I should've just let myself sink in the sand.
I was such a tease.
But still, you gave and you gave
to me.
You spoke Spanish,
And I spoke English.
You spoke love,
And I spoke love.
Negra
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Negra  Chicago
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