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Leaning in. “Want me to tell you how I’m picturing our bodies meshed together in a desperate passion? No. Perhaps it’s what I’d like to do with my tongue. Warm as it’s pressed against the flesh of your ….. “
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a taste of my own poetry, and in motion. great excerpts too. and i can assure you, i didn't study finances and business law like my dad wanted me to but i got a phd in those things.
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Sitting at his desk. Examining his face in his compact mirror. Dabbing some more foundation over the bruise on his cheekbone. He has time to spare before he has to teach his next class. He may read a bit.
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