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taking your temperature
your skin
glistening
a thin sheen
of sweat
my lips tasting
your lips
your hips
counting your steady
rhythm the
staccato slap
of your
skin your words
taste like treason
wildness
enters the
heart
the mind
rebels
i would
tear the world
apart
to taste
your lust
burning warmth
of your
skin on
my skin
i look inside
you
i feel you so close
glistening
a thin sheen
of sweat
my lips tasting
your lips
your hips
counting your steady
rhythm the
staccato slap
of your
skin your words
taste like treason
wildness
enters the
heart
the mind
rebels
i would
tear the world
apart
to taste
your lust
burning warmth
of your
skin on
my skin
i look inside
you
i feel you so close
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