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atlas
Poems
Aug 2019
In the backseat
Our thighs touch, salty from the ocean,
which I saw in your eyes when we first met.
I want to touch you, your hands, your hair, strands made of gold,
like the sun that kisses your skin during the summer.
I don't know what it is about you, but it was more than enough,
to make me fall in the abyss of infatuation,
at the beach.
#love
#attraction
#crush
#lgbt
#queer
#summer
#sapphic
#romance
#wlw
Written by
atlas
21/Non-binary/Portugal
(21/Non-binary/Portugal)
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