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Nov 2018
We are

live wires.


There is a

trembling of

electricity

just beneath

our skin,


a desire

as old as

time moist and

ready upon

our lips.


a lover's

siren call,


you the

muse

right in

front of me.


to hold

to cherish,


to bury my

desires deep

inside you

with passion

and rhythm

of heart.


and in this

moment who

could ask heaven

and earth

for more

than to simply

see your face

and say


" hello".
Written by
Napolis  66/M/california
(66/M/california)   
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     Fawn, --- and Me Díaz
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