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How it is
Momentaneous confusion
and nude shoulders draped in wind
black lace
like a glove on the resting body
and the wanting you
to envelop me in shudders again
senses aware and curious
of what of unknown is left
How it was
and is
and nude shoulders draped in wind
black lace
like a glove on the resting body
and the wanting you
to envelop me in shudders again
senses aware and curious
of what of unknown is left
How it was
and is
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