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unabridged…

Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.

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― Sylvia Plath —

poetry in motion…

http://nymphoninjas.net/post/52565106997/after-not-having-a-bed-frame-for-years-i-dont

 

 

 

 

 

We spoke all night
in tongues,
in fingertips,
in teeth.

  — Robert Haas —

emphasis on the word…

emphasis on the word

There are few things as satisfying as feeling you inside, around, and on me… simultaneously.

last night i sang…

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I’m fighting myself. I know I am.
One minute I want to remember.
The next minute I want to live in the land of forgetting.
One minute I want to feel.
The next minute I never want to feel again.

— Benjamin-Alire-Sáenz —

the uncomplicated bit…

 

you
make
me
fucking
moan

 

 

 

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