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Jul 2018
Liquid-lipped sun
drips pleasure
unto the sea-wet tangling of hips
licking drunk sweat tendrils
slinking behind ears.
We fall asleep,
Baring kiss
to the skin beside us
Bearing body
to the drool of afternoon.
Falling in love in Sinemorets
Dirt Witch
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