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Dusk’s Promise
Tomorrow will be Something that is formed in my Womb’s playful shadow.
The Getting Over
I don’t want to be Your lover any longer. Your words can hold me.
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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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Tagged change, dirty socks, fall collection, laundry, making love, new sheets, romance, seasons, sexy, solstice, sunset, weekend, winter
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