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Jun 2016
in dreams i know
how every strand of hair falls
your sun-kissed shoulders glow
in the summer sun.
the storm that came and stole your eyes-
sweat dripping down your neck,
your legs slide slow down in that water
haunted when you're sleeping
by the salt on my lips.
a wildfire
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