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May 2014
Your glances in my direction
are ants under my shell-
they tingle and make me more aware
of every inch of my skin
and just when I think they are teasingly flirty
they bite.
Trying something new.
April 7, 2014
1:43 PM
edited May 1, 2014
RA
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