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Your wet hair streaks down the page
Courteously revealing rain
 
Your eyes are slightly narrowed
Studying my every move
 
Your makeup still looks fresh
Wondering where I’ve been
 
Your mouth turns up at the edges
You’re up to something
 
Your neck vein vibrates
Crave pumps through your body
 
The next page is always blank
Steadfast secrets
 
You’re every frame draws me in
Written by Nilknarfar
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