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Nov 2013
I smell of you
the musky scent of your cologne rubbed into my hair,
my skin
still warm and sensitive to any form of touch
the baby hairs on the back of my neck
crave
your soft, warm breath.
I lean into you
my smile collides with yours
our lips press
our tongues
search
for the love we so badly desire.
Olivia Aubrie
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Olivia Aubrie
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   --- and Tabitha
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