In darkness

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6/5/16

To reminisce in the darkness

is a very dangerous thing,

Your touch lingers

on my skin — burning red

palm prints naming me yours. 

Eyes closed your voice fills the void

whispering wickedness 

hoarsely hungrily 

telling me you lust me. 

 

 

 

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