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Jul 2015
It's probably been two years since I last saw you
But there goes a thump, 2 thumps, 3 thumps, and third times a charm because you've made my heart master the art of a permanent racing *****.
The one that sits in my chest behind these ribs that should be protecting it, but somehow your eyes manage to get past my barriers.
You apologize for the caressing
but baby it's a blessing
when you touch my thigh and
OH, we were so high.
So high is the pitch that you induced in me.
So High Were We
from all the THC
You made me feel alive again. . .for the first time since the last time, but the last time we were undercover.
Hiding under a mask of our trust issues.
Hiding under the bridges we bought to get to the other side, but now they are broken because we had no idea at the time that there is so much more to be had, when we build our own.
But your heart thumps are getting faster too. How do I shake this?
The quake of your bed is restless.
Until you kiss me.
And when you kissed me I felt safe.
You make me feel safe.
Under lock and key behind all these charades
WE ARE SAFE.
Angelica Marie Franco
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Angelica Marie Franco  NJ/Ohio
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   Amanda Stoddard
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