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liquid gold falls upon your face highlighting your lips’ quivering with concentration i wonder are they as soft as i’ve imagined as i melt into you, unassuming my smile widens and my stomach knots like my skeins of wool that i never cut loose i too shall detangle and remain whole with time
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Jun 8, 2022
Jun 8, 2022 at 1:43 PM UTC
golden hour
liquid gold falls upon your face highlighting your lips’ quivering with concentration i wonder are they as soft as i’ve imagined as i melt into you, unassuming my smile widens and my stomach knots like my skeins of wool that i never cut loose i too shall detangle and remain whole with time
fiannabeth
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Jun 8, 2022
Jun 8, 2022 at 1:43 PM UTC
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