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Mar 2014
Body on fire
but no lover's hands will touch me tonight

Spine a crackling fuse
wanting, WANTING so desperately to bend and arch
under the weight of another

Skin wanting to melt under the heat of tongue and teeth

Hands
Such needy, craving hands -
They will hold nothing tonight

I am alone
Devon
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Devon
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