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This kind of friendship, it never burns out


Cesar #3

Your hands warm touches alert all-seeing, all-soothing
keeping me together
even when my muscles close ranks
and I prickle up; safe touches, luke warm
Sun light of intent, comforting not burning, kindly
Panda bear big and nursing, scrambling eggs folding laundry
Caressing the hair out of my face
carving your name into my pores




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Publicerad 2010-02-23 19:11



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