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Jul 2014
Lucid eyelid
whispers
awoke the silk
in his skin,
the fingers
in their heart

The teeth
in his eyes
pierced their bones
with sweet,
painless mosquito
kisses
Close your **** window or get eaten alive by mosquito's.
Josh
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Josh  28/M/San Francisco
(28/M/San Francisco)   
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