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By Rhetoric Date: 2001 Aug 19 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.19.21.27.19152]] |
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A back as delicate as a cello Curves as smooth. Skin as voluminous. Your hair tangles I obsess over your hair I know the red fire that peeks when no one else can see you. Your smell as dense as a summer meadow Sweet and light. Hot and wet. Your hair wisps about me in the car. I breathe you in Lost strands sail in the wind Only I have seen the contrast between creamy skin and lush patches. |