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Aug 2014
dark jeans came up with big promises
but bigger eyes
so i stood on my toes and kissed him
with my hands in his hair like water
and i let his hand find my back
(tenuous buoy in the white water)
i breathed small and light
my spine aligned with brick
and bit your name into my lip
alexandra
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   Antonio and Juneau
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