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you’re saying too much,                 too slow, but I’m able to whip through my part quicker, lingering on only what seems important— your shoes, never matching mine your shirt, short- sleeved between business              and pleasure your eyes— strong and gentle in that instant of gratification, coming together through our voices, coming to a ****** and then letting go with our tongues
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May 29, 2012
May 29, 2012 at 2:51 PM UTC
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you’re saying too much,                 too slow, but I’m able to whip through my part quicker, lingering on only what seems important— your shoes, never matching mine your shirt, short- sleeved between business              and pleasure your eyes— strong and gentle in that instant of gratification, coming together through our voices, coming to a ****** and then letting go with our tongues
coming back to this site I suppose, this is from September 2011
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May 29, 2012
May 29, 2012 at 2:51 PM UTC
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