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her hands unfold like delicate flowers
pink brown flutters of muscles, and veins and her
flowers unfurl their pinkness against mahogany switches
of trees, reeds of spring against the sun
my lips literally burn for you
pink brown flutters of muscles, and veins and her
flowers unfurl their pinkness against mahogany switches
of trees, reeds of spring against the sun
my lips literally burn for you
Okay, so I'm calling this free verse, but really it's fiction that somehow evolved into a in-between sort of thing. 2 people talking, I think. I don't know, somehow it all got away from me.
Yes, it was inspired by somebody.
It's spring, okay?
I allowed to adore people.
Yes, it was inspired by somebody.
It's spring, okay?
I allowed to adore people.
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An interesting little piece 