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we lay together in the stale night air i breathe deeply afraid that if i’m not making myself, it won’t happen your legs open i catch a glimpse of shiny wet and i’ve gotta make myself breathe again i’m laying here trembling somewhere between yesterday and tomorrow. between you and what could be, what has been my eager fingers crawl quickly, achingly, expectantly towards the inviting patch of curly black hairs you lay next to me naked and warm. i place my palm on your mound and focus only on your heartbeat i dip a finger inside and breathe you in a moment of perfect clarity i know what’s to come
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Jul 27, 2010
Jul 27, 2010 at 2:45 AM UTC
one day.
we lay together in the stale night air i breathe deeply afraid that if i’m not making myself, it won’t happen your legs open i catch a glimpse of shiny wet and i’ve gotta make myself breathe again i’m laying here trembling somewhere between yesterday and tomorrow. between you and what could be, what has been my eager fingers crawl quickly, achingly, expectantly towards the inviting patch of curly black hairs you lay next to me naked and warm. i place my palm on your mound and focus only on your heartbeat i dip a finger inside and breathe you in a moment of perfect clarity i know what’s to come
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Jul 27, 2010
Jul 27, 2010 at 2:45 AM UTC
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