Monday, 2 June 2014

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I ache for a peal of your laughter,
the deep rumble
that has its root in your diaphragm,
that shakes you uncontrollably,
reducing you to your vulnerable flesh.

An orgasm
or a series of them,
anyone can give you.
Did you think I don't know how?

I'll see you soon.
An hour now.

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