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Sep 2019
softly in the moonlight,
your silver hands on my cheek.
eyes with flecks of silver
you drape me in silky starlight.

i touch your armsβ€”
golden sparks trickle up my fingers,
heat flooding my vision,
as i melt into your embrace.
gold silver dynamics and stuff
Written by
Ray Dunn  20/F/New York
(20/F/New York)   
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   Whit Howland
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