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Nov 2017
Overcome with excitement
Lust
Feelings he doesn’t understand
And neither do I
Top notes of bergamot and lemon
I grow anxious
Hopeful?
He breathes in as hard as he can
Middle notes of freesia and white rose
He can’t get enough
It’s driving him wild
It’s driving me insane
“It reminds me of her”
He says
Base notes of musk and sandalwood
I crumble


Her...
But of course
Anthea
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Anthea  25/F/New York
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