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Mar 2021
put your body next to mine, if you dare
and let my hands play with your skin,
they'll be soft i promise,
like two little curious things
playing notes on your stomach,
touching your fingers shyly in reverence and
nesting in your hair when they get tired.
they love you,
let them rest right there
in your arms.
yann
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yann  24/Genderqueer/France
(24/Genderqueer/France)   
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