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Jun 2016
My eyes read her body language
like a book in the night
I study her lines
searching every word
washing over my desires
like downpour of sizzling emotions
nibbling away at my core
bits and pieces
melting away
at the rate
of my heart
                    ; pulsing.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
(NYC)   
506
   Izzi and SPT
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