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Mar 2018
Fingertips racing with my pulse
Soft skin and feral cries
Distancing thoughts
As my mind unwinds

Dampened skin
The taste of lust
The prayer of my name
On your tongue

The long sip of water
After the crash into bliss
You stroking my hair
With a goodnight kiss

My knuckles in your ribs
Because **** you snore
Your head on my chest
My heart tender and sore

The bull against the water
One of us bound to drown
Pride battling stubbornness
Until our light blew out.
B Chapman
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B Chapman  30/F/Memphis
(30/F/Memphis)   
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