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Feb 2014
I'd massage your entire body

trill fingers slowly down
your spine

Pouted lips
Beautiful body
Hips wide
Legs parted

Side to Side

Electric fur stands tall

Clenched toes, static in your veins.

I'd massage you until
your skin sings songs
that your lips don't even know
the words to.

(electric veins)

Until your heartbeat sounds like
My last name.
D - Matter
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D - Matter  England
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