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Dec 2012
The interlocking of our fingers
was replaced by
mine around your neck.

A simple smile
evolved into
a menacing glare.

The brief meeting of our lips
fueled a desire
to tear the flesh from your bones.

The taste of your tongue
sparked a hunger
only your blood could satisfy.

The smell of your sheets
became that of
car exhaust in your garage,

And I watched as
Neptune skies covered those
brown, brown eyes.
Harlow
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