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Sapphire

I dont regret anything.

Except not getting closer to the saphire colors of your irises, getting damn near a frontal lobe analysis.

But still , i dont regret anything.

Thinking about it ; i toast to the minimal time spent hearing you laugh and the thickness of your lips.

How i could i regret anything?

Well, i got inside your heart and mind, rather than see the morning sunrays climb your back and neck from behind.

Shit, i forgot that i dont regret anything.
I just came by to tell you that i don't really think about what you look like old or naked.
I just play with the idea that I'm a monk, your body a temple and what you have between your legs is spiritually sacred.

This is getting weird since i don't, did'nt or do regret anything.

But I'm free saturday and monday, thursday, sunday, april, may and so forth.
All aside kiddo, thanks for not giving me nothing but a reason to go up north.




Fri vers av Francisco Javier
Läst 114 gånger
Publicerad 2020-08-20 16:27



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