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I see your skin and I think What did I do to deserve this blessing? The God that I call chance Would see my hands on a masterwork? The American work week covers your flame. You leave it at the door. You wait to speak until you get close You get close as it gets to say this: I'm battered and bruised, think you could relax me a little bit? Want to take off your shirt? For you, I can't take my clothes off fast enough Then you, Tell me, "Shut the blinds, first." Can we open the blinds? I don't care who's watching -- if you don't. Let light in. Let light in. Who cares who's watching love?
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Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 12:05 PM UTC
Grievances - Open the Blinds
I see your skin and I think What did I do to deserve this blessing? The God that I call chance Would see my hands on a masterwork? The American work week covers your flame. You leave it at the door. You wait to speak until you get close You get close as it gets to say this: I'm battered and bruised, think you could relax me a little bit? Want to take off your shirt? For you, I can't take my clothes off fast enough Then you, Tell me, "Shut the blinds, first." Can we open the blinds? I don't care who's watching -- if you don't. Let light in. Let light in. Who cares who's watching love?
For her. The first new permanence that kept. <3
#love#lust#giggles#relief#release#intimacy#blessing
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27/Non-binary
Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 12:05 PM UTC
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