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May 2018
He’ll play you like a violin;
hands softly grasp hips-
Tap so light the beat of an anxious heart.
Caress strings until melody
coats your tongue in ecstasy.
Plays songs gently-
until he wants more,
and maybe you do too.
redruMAndTea
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redruMAndTea  17/F/Everywhere
(17/F/Everywhere)   
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   Sadhippie and nuggz
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