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Jan 2019
bee
fingers intertwined, branches of a tree
you looked down to me, greedy eyes, pollen-grained
“draw me in” my mind wanders
thighs, or beehives, succulent and alive
fragmented sighs
a deathly sting, honey on my lips
breath on skin, wisps of hair like wings
dizzy desires
“draw me in”
[in which an intimate moment is shared]
hetty
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hetty  21/F/ireland
(21/F/ireland)   
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     Beth Garrett
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