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Jul 2017
Your skin
felt so warm
against mine,

every inch of me collapsed,
my insides dissolved
into nothing but molten pleasure

Your being
was the key to
the unleashing of my spirit,
the tear of my innocence,
the flame

to an ice cold soul
Written by
halfmoonprxnce  23/Trans
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