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Dec 2015
I was looking at the ceiling
along with his silhouette
who stared at me like a lion
and I was the cornered prey
then he locked his lips on mine
he said my body is so warm
maybe because I want him
I want to touch and be touched
and touching was not enough
or maybe because
I want all of me to be his
and I want to own him entirely
AM
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AM  Jakarta, Indonesia
(Jakarta, Indonesia)   
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