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Sep 2018
silence is thickest
when two minds are full
of thought
hearts are full
While bottles are bottoms up
Instead of words
we speak through touch

Your skin like brail
spelling words of lust
My finger tips can't resist
to read every inch every rub

morning dew thaws out the nighted lust
leaving us
sobered up.
Keelyn Mac
Written by
Keelyn Mac  27/M/California Long Beach
(27/M/California Long Beach)   
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