vibing
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I am not afraid of the dark I am afraid of darkest secrets discovered Secrets so buried that my conscious only acknowledges the shift during the solstice Am IWhy notCould heNever been Whispers that bubble up In the reflective mirror of the surface of his own secret pond of deep emotions Too hardTo hold back…
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Breezes blow through an open window My leg wrapped around your chest in a gymnastics of intimacy and possession We lay languid We couldn’t let go as we shifted positions Your arm cupped around my waist claiming while our legs intertwined Touches unconscious Conscious words stream while the melodies played through the speakers Teena, Marvin,…