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Feb 2019
His
Hazel eyes stare into mine
his arms wrap around my torso, as I breathe him in
taking his hands with mine

marking my mark on his body..
I love the idea of his hands all over me

taking him in, fantasizing our lips on the battle field
his eyes easily I am lost in them.

body molds into mine! A perfect fit
we dance all the best dances together.
he is mine and I am his..

were crazy fools; whom fell for one another
Kali
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Kali  30/F/OH
(30/F/OH)   
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