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May 2016
I like to think
That one day
When I strip down after work and
Curl up with a blanket and a book,
It will become habit for you to join me.
Let me lay my head in your lap,
Silent connection while we read,
A moment perfectly still in time and in peace.
I love you. Press against me.
is this weird to write about? maybe
wren cole
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wren cole  23/FTM/NC
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