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Jul 2019
Heart by hand.
Hold me in the touch of night.
Slowly. Roll.
And know I'm hidden.
In the wilderness of your rigid might.


The curves you follow.
Fingers thin and hungry.
My body aches.
Your touch is rain.
And *** is something
But my time is my money.
You gotta tame
This fiery frame.
And make me change
My wicked ways... though honey
Deep inside
I'm feeling faint and funny
My moon is dim.
But your my saviour when
Your natures sunny...

A great awakening
To take me
On a path
That's truly blessed
You make me
Fake a smile
I confess
But its the best I got
When I'm depressed.
And in my head
I'm dead to night
My moon is dim
And birds can rest
Just take me in embrace
And I'll dive deeper
In your depths
Jordan Gablehouse
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Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
(27/Two-Spirit/Canada)   
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