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Dec 2013
intoxicating.
my mind races as your
hands caress every inch
of my being,
twisting right
but going wrong.
like the blood beneath
my skin,
I burn for you.

then it is over,
and I am left
alone.

*t.m.v
Taylor Marie Vincent
Written by
Taylor Marie Vincent  South Carolina
(South Carolina)   
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   Suhani Maui
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