
3.12.12
Rated: Fiction M - English - Words: 30 - Published: 03-12-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3004650
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Words whispered into porcelain
nerves electric
each brush, slow
savouring.
The unlit procession of
lips gliding
down
your
skin.
Silence caught
on our tongues
the moment drowned in
a bubble.
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