shudders at the height of the back, my body
stimuli, embassies
in the sweetest of my tongue. You pick
,
agreements from corner to corner, whispered rants
time enraged by kissing sounds. If you break
will repair your cracks
and each line of your surface and cherish every scar
arisen because you have the power to make me feel
president in your luggage, the condition
unleashed
the standard and response. A true upset
you want to lie scathing.
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