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Mar 2010
i guzzle down his touch like cheap wine.
fighting through the bite to get the buzz.
i soak up every drop of attention he secretes.
it has to last me...

he ***** like he has something to prove,
not necessarily to me.

we finish and he gets up to leave.
and i'm thankful,
he snores in his sleep.
JR Weiss
Written by
JR Weiss  Whittier, CA
(Whittier, CA)   
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   Shannon Curry
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