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Apr 2018
She covered me in paint.
Filling me with her outlook.
Standing there drenched we both laughed.
Her hands covered in acrylic.
She fed me apple sauce browns and pepperoni reds.
Banana cream tans as well as blueberry blues.
Her thoughts covered me in taste.
Hands warm to the touch.
Covered in paint I was identical to allΒ her favorite things.
I became the table which she viewed the world.
Splashed in infatuation
Kewayne Wadley
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Kewayne Wadley  30/M/memphis tn
(30/M/memphis tn)   
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       ---, APriCoT, J, Tessa-Lyn and Layne b
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