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May 2013
Curling this finger just under my boyish snout,
Dipping my pupils into yours without words to expose,
I think of this moment and other aspects of you that I do so impose,
You repeatedly stir my flies while I pull you into me with these eyes,
These brunette iris' mix coherently with a beautiful crest witnessed beneath,
I picture summer and capture what I hope to be forever,
Caressing your Midas enhanced locks, I swallow thoughts that curl my dimples skyward,
You tinker with my strings as I maneuver myself closer to your heart and further from the day we locked textures,
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It's finally time to open up these dreams contained within,
I want you here, I want you now, I want you forever in my spin.
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DP Younginger
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DP Younginger  Cleveland, Ohio
(Cleveland, Ohio)   
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