Nonchalant swipes, a branding spark.
Colons, dashes and asterisks - carefully arranged.
Soft whispers, quiet water, steamy breaths seen.
Smooth bellies, tender lips, musky smells imagined.
Alike paths cross, then twist away.
I miss what I've never had.
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 4:44 PM UTC
Nonchalant swipes, a branding spark.
Colons, dashes and asterisks - carefully arranged.
Soft whispers, quiet water, steamy breaths seen.
Smooth bellies, tender lips, musky smells imagined.
Alike paths cross, then twist away.
I miss what I've never had.
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