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May 2018
I still crave you;
your touch, your kiss
(both the gentle as the desperate ones)
running through my skin.
Heavy breath, wet with spit.
Sweet or loveless,
just please go deep.
Love me like you can,
hurt me like you know.
Warm skin or sharp knife,
make my tears fall.
I want you to leave
bite marks on me
from those crooked teeth,
make me feel I've been set on fire.
Tell me I'm yours,
own me from inside;
my one true desire.
Carolina
Written by
Carolina  25/F/Argentina
(25/F/Argentina)   
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   Tribhu, George and Alexis
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