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Apr 2016
I feel your teeth sink in
and your venom send shivers
racing over my skin.

You slip around my neck
and your hands
are a boa's constricting caress.

I'm on fire beneath you;
writhing, as you exhale fumes
straight into my burning lungs.
Β©Nicola-Isobel H.      26.04.2016
Isobel G
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Isobel G  28/F/Australia
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