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Regret
Calloused fingertips gently sweep skin and follow the path down to meet pale-pink, lacquered nails
Soft hands glide over hardened muscles, continuing on their downward descent
Musk permeates the tangled mess of porcelain-white sheets
Tongues taste dripping sweat
Mouths feel rising heat
Darkened hours are treasured as the daylight burns the sins away
As day turns to dusk, repentance comes down on two knees
Soft hands glide over hardened muscles, continuing on their downward descent
Musk permeates the tangled mess of porcelain-white sheets
Tongues taste dripping sweat
Mouths feel rising heat
Darkened hours are treasured as the daylight burns the sins away
As day turns to dusk, repentance comes down on two knees
Published 23rd Aug 2014
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