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Dark bits.

well, it's dark bits of prose, isn't it?
4 years ago. Sunday, April 11, 2021 at 1:43 AM

I drape you with words.

a whispered promise, insinuates. 

More words connect. bind.

hold you down.

dripping off my tongue, finding their way to yours.

a turn of phrase, and you open, part.

the right line teases, feeds

elicits need.

take them

ache for them

return them

wet with your scent.

 

 

 


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