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Jun 2018
Hidden beneath the midnight sky,
A captivating sight that met my eye.
A silken grenade ready to blow,
A gentle touch for me alone.
Golden hues on moonlit skin,
A beautiful smile seeping with sin.
Freckled stars upon her cheeks,
Limbs as fragile as old antiques.
The flowing melody that left her lips,
Haunts my dreams and tightens it's grip.
I loved her from the moment I saw,
That face that made my cold heart thaw.
Britney Lyn
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Britney Lyn  23/F/Michigan
(23/F/Michigan)   
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