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Mar 2019
I love the warmth coming off his palms as they run themselves up my back.

Like hot stones that have sat out all day.

Passion heated like when the sun is at it's peak.

With a love just as bright.

Warm, hot love that I will continue to bask in.

I will sunbathe

Until I melt completely
Ahhh sweet mushy warmth.
Chelsea Rae
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