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Sep 2014
I remember him so much better when the lights are off
In the dark
I can almost see it
The imprint of his body in my sheets
There
As if he never left
It seems they cannot forget him either
I can practically see it
The shape of his long legs and how perfectly they intertwined with mine
In the dark
I can almost feel the imprint of his hands
On me
Inside me
Caressing my soul with his shine
Leading me home
His hands
So rough
Yet soft
Like silken sheets
His sheets
That knew not of where I began and he ended
And if they could speak they'd have much to say
But would find no words worthy
Ariel Jasmine Lafayette
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Ariel Jasmine Lafayette  21/F/Georgia
(21/F/Georgia)   
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