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Pink Lady
I’m 52 mg/dL and falling
I need you just as you are
Crisp like the night’s breath
Desperate to end this faint feeling
I open the door
See the blush of your skin
Under the bright bulb
I reach for you
Cold to the touch, round in my hand
I rush to the sink
Rinse you clean
Dry your moist flesh and stem
I can’t wait any longer
Crazed c...
Saturday 28th November 2020 5:00 am
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