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Apr 2014
And tonight
with your tongue
doing a tango
with mine
and my nails
creating craters
of the moon
on your back,
I will know that
your mind only craves
to touch me
when Iā€™m undressed
and you can care less
about the layers
I have stripped down
to let you in.
Jai Grier
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Jai Grier  Walled lake
(Walled lake)   
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