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By Jasmine Meert Submitted by Graysiren Date: 2002 Dec 02 Comment on this Work [[2002.12.02.01.03.8464]] |
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hands teeth lips nails a tangled web of skin and sweat the flick of a tongue the sweet sigh of release bed sheets tying us together forcing you to look at me I see your eyes and there is nothing behind them I whisper, "I love you" and you get up to get a drink leaving me naked and vulnerable the way you always make me feel |