Emily Hunt Poems

Soft moonlight slowly slips over your smooth strong sides
Attracting seeking eyes and accenting every space specifically special to you.
Smile at me.
Show me you care.
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One could assume that all we do is mime
It happens to be the easiest way we convey
Bodies intertwine two at a time
Two and two and two do play
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What if a strung up doll hated its life
And every part of what
It stood for
But couldn't escape because if it cut all
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