Dec 2024
The way he undresses,
day's weight
s
l
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d
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g
off his skin,
bare and unburdened,
each fold whispers freedom's touch,
heat stirs deep,
a quiet flame.
day's weight
s
l
i
d
i
n
g
off his skin,
bare and unburdened,
each fold whispers freedom's touch,
heat stirs deep,
a quiet flame.
Since I'm out drinking some wine and enjoying myself thought I'd share this.
