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Sep 2014
connect the dots
with the freckles on my flesh
your fingers,
the pen
trace along my skin
making constellations
appear
as if I had been the night sky
all along
waiting for your touch
to set me aglow.
Erika Curtis
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Erika Curtis
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   Taylor and JWolfeB
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