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taut beneath midnight stippled skin you lay stifled in humid half light stymied fingers between edgy estival beats drum your chest fluid smooth over wind-whipped knees my hiemal body pours a blasé moon briefly strains to contour my salt slapped cheeks I begged her that lunar ***** to rake gelid slivers across your skin my name wistfully hissed where fingers would skate to patent my cure for your searing need but that vainglorious orb kept you her guiltless reflection swells in your dolorous eyes as she pins you taut beneath midnight stippled skin
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Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 7:17 AM UTC
the moon always gets to you first
taut beneath midnight stippled skin you lay stifled in humid half light stymied fingers between edgy estival beats drum your chest fluid smooth over wind-whipped knees my hiemal body pours a blasé moon briefly strains to contour my salt slapped cheeks I begged her that lunar ***** to rake gelid slivers across your skin my name wistfully hissed where fingers would skate to patent my cure for your searing need but that vainglorious orb kept you her guiltless reflection swells in your dolorous eyes as she pins you taut beneath midnight stippled skin
nomiddlename
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F/England
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 7:17 AM UTC
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