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Jan 2020
Our tongues paint
watercolors over our bodies-
each stroke, more intricate than the last.
Fingers slide across smooth canvases,
and we are left with abstract
works of art.
Mitch Prax
Written by
Mitch Prax  27/M/Australia
(27/M/Australia)   
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