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Aug 2020
Hands surfing on your skin
waves are welcomed at the shore
slowly and calmly coming to please you
leaving you soft and warm
hands are surfing on your skin
rushing over you
so you won’t dry out
absorbing my touch
leaving marks all over you
I’ll always come back
just like the waves
like any other day at the beach
my hands will be surfing on your skin
FullmoonFlower
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FullmoonFlower  28/F/London
(28/F/London)   
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