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Dec 2014
My pores open to your touch.
The feel of your fingers
Dancing over my skin
Ignites fire under my soul,
Creates electricity inside my bones
And makes me want to
Reach
Out
To burn your skin
The way you're burning me
Aimee Harris
Written by
Aimee Harris  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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