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Touch places that had not awakened in awhile. He knew my body as if he held a manual. Kiss my spots without a prompt or verbal cue. His sent dancing around in my nose.Intense was the cologne he wore, accompanied by a deep sensual tone. Give me all
Death is inevitable. Alone in the universe with nothing. The end is vague. Not defined, or labeled, individual. Beliefs, religion, gods, Designed to soothe. From the Earth, and back.
I wish i could write about nothing at all. wouldnt it be interesting to describe nothing? we couldnt say a color, How would we know what color it would be? We couldnt say a shape,
Remember our finger painting years You and me, You and I Friends... Sharing snacks and having slumbers PJ's and blankets Talking and sharing stories Remember that?
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