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Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Breathless ~ Touch



Breathless.
Consumed.

Sightless. 
Senseless. 
Nearly lifeless.
I'm almost hopeless
Without a glimpse of you.

Maintaining my strength.
I make my way 
Forward. 
Guided only by the anticipation
Of your touch...

On my skin.


~m.


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