
onto my blank pages
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 43 - Published: 02-05-12 - Status: Complete - id: 2995037
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hands, five-legged spiders like mine,
i watch you move your hands across white pages,
pallor in color like the space between my legs, unsoiled,
is it wrong if i want your hands
to glide over these pale thighs, up, up,
and away?
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