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Jul 13, 2014 12:29

sex eyes feed lips that lie
to live off gain

bare your image on my tongue’s
strong taste for blood-blends

move our lust past its beginnings
until the end comes

flood drops of your candy
in my shame / skin it alive

be the body I know
strangers make words in

manage him but don’t
pay for coming late.
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