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Nov 2012
my mouth spits desire
your skin’s a light and i flutter nearer and nearer
moth of sorts, i shift shapes
now a wave of love
i’ll wash you away with me

in delicacy
dances form with our tongues, our bodies sway
ever so serene, i’ll live with you, in dreams
until there is no need
i’ll wash you away from me
Written by
Zach Willett  Long Beach, CA
(Long Beach, CA)   
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