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Kelly
Poems
Jun 2021
imagination.
Every time I look down
The ink on my chest burns red
The taste of the shades of pink in your lips
Grabbing my hips
In selfless descendance
I can almost feel it
Your fingertips
In soulful bliss
I beg for it
is it you?
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