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Feb 23
i would sleep unclothed
not for comfort
but to feel your skin on mine
in the most intimate
and innocent way

now i sleep bundled up
covering every inch of my body
because nothing will ever matter
as much as your skin
on my skin
your toes
on my toes
your hair
splashed across the sheets
Colleen
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Colleen  25/F
(25/F)   
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   Michele
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