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Aug 2014
You're on the edge of my taste
Tongue slow swirl and lingering
Along all of your dips, all of your hollows
Salty sweet, heady summer honey
I want to get drunk off of you
Lay in the sunshine
Soak up your scent
Bright eyes stare into mine
Brimming with the force of your smile
Steam rises in our wake
Peripheral vision goes dark
All we can see is the beginning
The end
All roads in between
Memories dance along the tips of our fingers
Tracing the universe between our heat
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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