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Sep 2019
Left in the road
Slow like honey
She wants to stay
The thought is a spirit
A fine form in body
I run my fingers on my lip
And it takes me
Breathing slows
Fire in the gut
Moves down low
My hand where your hand was
I want you to know
As you slide and swirl your finger
I *** in your hand
My bones leave
Like you leave
If you want me come get me
If I fight to stand
If I lick your hand
She will linger on your toungue
She will linger in your sleeve
Slow like honey
She wants to stay
Written by
Marie  34/F/Ohio
   Carlo C Gomez
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