1:00 am
1:00 a.m.
Snug night.
The chill from your feet bite at mine,
but,
the cool of it is fervently -
pleasant.
A wanting melts off your backside,
drawing me in.
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WOW!!!! is all I can say. Keep that pen movin CreamaDaCrop!!!
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