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Uncalculated Coitus
You touch me with your cold hands that have touched too many.
Finally making me feel seen and desirable.
As I gaze intently into your eyes, I notice you are not searching to see my soul.
You are simply seeing the face and lips that lie before you.
I hold hunger to be in your world, you only hold hunger to be in my body.
Although when you hold me tight, everything seems to be alrigh...
Monday 29th April 2024 11:57 pm
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