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Oct 2010
Weeks
lost in sheets
and perspiration,
feverish anticipation
with lips tightly pressed
while curious hands caress,
fingers roam their new home
along the surface skin and within,
bodies eager for a journey yet to begin,
moans thrown as our worlds twirl and spin.
decompoetry
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   Jessie and Sara Krystyna
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