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Jun 2018
i.
she savoured her
blue eyes meets brown
deflowering each other
the first wave hits her
tilting her head back
she wonders how
how and why
took so long

ii.
hands gripping the sheets
the pale skin tuning pink
shivering under her Venus
her vision blurred into grey
burning in front of her

iii.
the melting pleasure
breathing each other's name
hearbeats slowing down
while they echoed their love.
Natália
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Natália  22/F
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