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Apr 2019
I can feel you
getting close
your breath picks up
muscles tense
your face twists
your beautiful
freckled face
into pleasure
you prop yourself
up onto elbows
and explode
back down
onto crisp sheets
at ease
I can feel you
because I know
from across this city
you’re thinking of me
Written by
nsp  31/M/San Francisco
(31/M/San Francisco)   
         Joshua Michael, Azaria, Axel, ---, nim and 21 others
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