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Mar 2020
The softness of your belly under my wandering fingertips,
humble slumbering sounds bubbling up like prosseco –
a thundering giant reduced to a mess of blankets
and breath warm over bristling hairs.
It's time to join you there,
in sleep.
persephone
Written by
persephone  22/Genderqueer/TX
(22/Genderqueer/TX)   
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     ---, Sue Collins, Perry and Sasha Paulona
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