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[backlove]

I grab her as she leaves for more coffee, pull her to me. My hands seep into her Romantic dress.
She slides on me. The lines of light slowly slide on our bodies like in an asynchronous movie. The world wakes up to our breaths. Again she's mine. Again she makes me hers.

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[ex_houndstoo263]

you write beautifully

[backlove]

Thanks... though I'm but a pen in the hand of my own life...