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Full Color Fade

I do not even Remember what sex was like With his skin on mine.   We stained the pillows And didn’t even notice Until looking back.

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Early Sunsets

Her shirt came off but she left her socks on. Because that’s how real love is made. with the dog watching and the window still cracked from the daytime sun that set long ago leaving the air a bit too … Continue reading

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