a tender trap…

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Her lips trace the hollow along his collarbone, over the inflection of sinewy shoulder, sliding down. This mouth daubed with just a gloss of sunset so that afterwards only a trace of ambition will linger.

And she is painted. 
And she is waiting for a remembering:

that She
the Me
that I was
am
here.
L
L

– Lola Moi –

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2 Responses to “a tender trap…”

  1. mirabella June 13, 2013 at 1:05 am #

    Bellissima! Enjoyed true! Grazie! Bells xxx

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