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Jan 2016
I've grabbed your necklace
Wrapped it through my fingers
Pulling it
Pulling you
Closer to me.
The metal's cool touch
Sweet to my chest
That usually sits on yours
Gives me a shock.
Doesn't shock me awake
Just shocks me deeper
Making all of me
Invest in the sensation
In every sensation
You're giving me.
Your necklace.
Cool to the touch
Light to the soul.
Making me want more
Which you give me.
All it takes
Is a grab of your necklace
Pulling us down
Even deeper than before.
Brielle Lachelle
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