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naked shoulder flaunt from crack of a door fair skin, shine of a peach drape with corn whiskers from summer green field swift teeth of a comb brush; straightened tangles
sudden movements expose full view, gaping lips near dry throat contracts to a sound so soft nobody could hear it happened in a flash painted in mind's landscape throbs mighty deep; desire
Manonton Dalan
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Friday, January 23, 2009 |
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