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May 2017
My chest flutters with the thought of you
My hands columbus to your body
These uncharted territories
My heart is learning to survey
Your oceans and ridges
The bridges between us,
Our bodies embrace
without any words to give
Simply the breaths between
These lustful longings
Oh how holy is the sounds of evening
Tupelo
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Tupelo  23/M/Maryland
(23/M/Maryland)   
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