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Jul 2018
the caress of baby soft skin
clutch onto me
grab and pull me closer
faces accidentally brush against whilst turning heads
the innocence of it all
feelings unspoken
desire present, the tensions are palpable and hang heavy in the air, breathing is a difficulty
thoughts interconnected but separated by the individuals
the touch of soft lips against each other
the almost natural kiss, pulled closer in.
time ceases, everything stands still
what am i to do with myself
frankie
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frankie  16/F/florida
(16/F/florida)   
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