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see me naked again

the way spring arrives
pretty missing your pineapple tang
cold nights verve
revving up traces of summer
your skin shivers my skin
i have to hide the flame
before it fires up diesel
blow you slowly
i'll be bold
fuck you
without leaving any marks on the couch
towel your cum in poetry

20 Feb 16

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get into feeling the rollo comollo of it, in this. how it feels before that first touch. nice sweet wording.
 — cadmium