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Jul 2013
She has thin lips that rarely touch—painted Merlot

and sheltering teeth—those perfectly aligned, white-spined novellas.

And when she speaks, her satin tongue presses out sweet breath

that hangs on your head like a daisy halo.
Sydney Ranson
Written by
Sydney Ranson  Charleston, West Virginia
(Charleston, West Virginia)   
   Tim Knight and Chuck
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