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Jun 2014
we don't need the light
our hands give us sight
our fingers do the talking
and they say the sweetest things
butterfly wings flutter
down my back and I shudder
my chest against the mattress
hold me down with your caress
no other sound but deep, bated breaths
the longer it lasts the better it gets
restrain me with your sweet violence
kiss my nape and let's revel in silence
legs are burning from the friction
and together we reached for oblivion
Written by
Lara Wan
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