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Apr 2017
She stops- freezes, rather.
Her skin more pale than ever.
Her goosebumps visible on every inch of her naked body.

Her eyes seem colder, more blue.
Her ******* rising and
Lowering erratically with her searching breaths.
******* like diamonds.

Goosebumps as we touch.
Adrenaline. Hairs standing.
Every contact is a shock to the nervous system.

God, her skin is cold.
I grab the blankets and pull them up.
We kiss and warm up
Together.
And wait until the sun brings sands and green warmth.
Marshall CB Hiatt
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Marshall CB Hiatt  21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)   
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