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Sep 2019
Your piercing ridden tongue
Dip-dyed into my fiery veins
And the way you tuck your
hands beneath my bones
My most sensitive of spots

I think you are so beautiful
I yell it to the skies
with you
Blending into the many infinities
in my head, a kaleidoscope
You - the main sight

My tongue, my fingers, my touch
We have all come to see you
You grab me tight
For a moment, I, too, become infinite

n.b
nellie
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nellie  19/F
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