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May 2021
Men all the time look at me with prying eyes

They look at me with lust

over and over

Drunk on a desire to satisfy themselves



How special it is to love a man

and know he loves all of you back

Entirely as much as you allow
There was something bothering him all day
What it was, I don't know
But he held me through it, as I held him
He gave me kisses
And I gave them right back
Eleanor
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