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PressedHe stood against the car, His hand was lingering. I watched it linger, Intrigued by the finger, The fingers, The touch of the tips, The hood and his grip. Oh to be a shield of metal, That he would touch me so. And he pulled one from his pack, He lit it. Slow intake. How I would take You. Take you slowly, Into my lungs and loins andPressed
Tongue and joys And pains and tears And breast and years Forever and ever Amen. The denim clutched him close, I could feel the gap between our skin. The exact measurements
by ~muppetlips
Open WindowI had managed to maneuver through your impressive implications, Your deceptive delineations: All the pictures you propounded That you did not paint for me.Open Window
And I managed to get past The passing pleasantries, discrete, The praise you laid down at my feet, The lovely language you provided That provided we should meet.
But…
I carried the capacity for carelessness With no attempt to overcome, …And I lost myself inside of you. Lost everything, Lost all the true And real And misguided things That I’d ever wanted to believ
by ~muppetlips
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To do is to be.
Do be do be do.
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Film Forever...
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got enough guilt to start my own religion
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