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Sep 2016
Like a summer storm,
she lights up my bones.  
Her electrical touch making my body her own.
It feels something like lightning striking my veins,
her hands trace my body
Like droplets of rain.
Justine Muriel
Written by
Justine Muriel  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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