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He unsettles the deepest parts of me tremors reverberate through my bones awaken unfamiliar motives spit dusky intentions into my skull. His taste lingers with a burn on my lips and I can still see the darkening bruises his fingertips coaxed onto my skin. They intensify by the day. He planted seeds in my mouth bouts of lurid need growing south and he knows  they're  there. I swear, his eyes drill holes in my lungs where the cattails are tearing through too fragile tissue clinging to and pressing up against my chest I think he sees their impressions on my flesh but I can't break his gaze I'm a moth and his eyes are ablaze he's tracing my visible strain to look away he wants me to miss the warmth of his flame and I do. Regrettably Irresponsibly Unequivocally do.
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Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 12:36 AM UTC
Jonathan
He unsettles the deepest parts of me tremors reverberate through my bones awaken unfamiliar motives spit dusky intentions into my skull. His taste lingers with a burn on my lips and I can still see the darkening bruises his fingertips coaxed onto my skin. They intensify by the day. He planted seeds in my mouth bouts of lurid need growing south and he knows  they're  there. I swear, his eyes drill holes in my lungs where the cattails are tearing through too fragile tissue clinging to and pressing up against my chest I think he sees their impressions on my flesh but I can't break his gaze I'm a moth and his eyes are ablaze he's tracing my visible strain to look away he wants me to miss the warmth of his flame and I do. Regrettably Irresponsibly Unequivocally do.
I hope he never sees this dear lord. He won't.. but ****
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Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 12:36 AM UTC
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