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musings
« on: May 06, 2012, 11:19:35 PM »
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she sat down on my couch,
elegant and sexual,
like the way something young and beautiful moves,
succulent and profound,
like sweet cool watermelon on a dry summers day

i looked,
she crossed her legs,
one over another
talking about him,
her new failed relationship

but i could never understand,
the markings on her thighs,
bright red and soft,
like razors sinking in and exploring the
vibrant red colors that sips out



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