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Jan 2018
I ate the petals
One by one
The delicate euphoria of
Rushing hues from yellow
To maybe it's you's
I sipped the same wine
But somehow I
Was the drunk one
Rolling around on the floor
Whispering
More, please, more.
Laurel Leaves
Written by
Laurel Leaves  F/Pacific Northwest
(F/Pacific Northwest)   
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