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Nov 2014
The melody plays
Haunting and slow
Getting our blood
Coursing thru

I react to your touch
Soft and careful
Like you're scared
I'm fragile

It's true
I could break
Beneath you

But I'd piece
Myself back
Together
To shatter
Beneath
Your touch
Soft
And delicate
Like a flower
Decaying

I move closer
Feeling the heat
Aching from
Your skin
Like its never
Been touched
And has long
Wanted to be
Caressed,
Worshipped,
And begging
To be
Released
Beneath
My touch

The softest moans
Become the hardest
Screams
When skin
Collides
And the melody plays
To the tangle
Of our
Lonesome ache
Brandon
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Brandon  On the edge of your taste
(On the edge of your taste)   
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