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Nov 2017
We look into each other’s eyes
Green mixes into blue,
You kiss me, I bite you
Breaking the skin,
Your blood on my lips
The butterfly between your thighs
Gently flutters its wings
Sending shockwaves throughout your body
I feel the beast in me rise
Tonight, you are the orchard
And I am the snake
And all of your apples
Are mine to take
Garry
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Garry  47/M/Birmingham, England
(47/M/Birmingham, England)   
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