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the light of burning stars

i fell upon the bed

spent

my hair cascading over the edge of time

black tendrils

red and gold reflecting

the light of burning stars

i am dick drunk

bow-legged sore

knees quaking

throbbing

lips swollen from forceful kisses

smiling

at the taste of him

he makes me forget

if i have ever been

in love like this before

 

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