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Oct 2019
Trail pretty words across my skin
Promise me nothing and give me the world's ripe fruit
As I quench my thirst with your juices.
Etch stars behind mine eyelids
And capture my breath in your whisper
As you weave fantasy in my tapestry golden hues of wonder.
Unlocking mysteries with your lips.
Wrapping your hair in my hands.
We become as one.
Your hand on my throat. My waist. My thigh. My cheek. Me.


The new day brings adventure
And we young hearts will never wake the same
As we do tonight.
Written by
Jane  27/UK
(27/UK)   
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   Em MacKenzie
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