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Poem : Go Fuck Yourself

will think about the time someone kissed every inch of my side from my neck to my hip and I'll moan My hands move down there slowly, I groan Under my sheets, lie a treasure trove of memories

The Jacaranda Blossom

It was almost summer when I first saw her. After a long and one of the coldest winters I had experienced, days were getting warmer again and I couldn’t have been more relieved.

Holding Hands

The one they always bring to my attention is how men show affection in public. To someone unfamiliar, it can be quite surprising.
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