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Mar 2012
A pair of lips blanketed by blood stammer.
Once for surprise, once for defeat.
The woman’s pulse quickens
when her disguise, the glitz and glamour,
dulls and her mystery slips from her
like a satin robe as she surrenders her intellect
to the hope of intimacy.
Ryan Walker
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