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Nov 2018
On the edge
Of a blade

A well dressed man
An untethered label

A bottle for two
At an uncleared table.

A twist
Of the wrist
To the pouring
Of wine

To dripping lips,
and kissing
between sips.

His hands
to my hips

His tie
To my wrists.

His kiss.
Written by
Lily  19/F/CA
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