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Nov 2017
All her clothes
pooled on the floor around them

His hands were seeds
planting a luxuriant garden of
exotically alluring flowers
on every risen goosebump
as though they were lush soil beds

The only clothing left on her
was the warm luster of his body
on top

blanketing her
Written by
halfmoonprxnce  23/Trans
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