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[foryoubluex]

That turtle dove siren boy he makes noise
slowly gilding knees breasts tongue feet
humming the days the time the time of day
Particularly wan for a lover boy so frail he is me in me never leave me leave maybe

Rest upon me and ask for forgiveness
somber cappucinos the drug of happiness
implacable sentence structures stretching over protruding hip bones

Raised face fur glimmering from a glass
forms wooden noise music
construction on 121st
indicating yes
its poisoned downward movement