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By Just L Date: 2016 Jul 09 Comment on this Work [[2016.07.09.22.03.5664]] |
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She asked about his scars, the few that were visible As she drew her fingers along his arms and wrist He told her a story of one with no perceptible trace Speaking in a low voice drew her closer to his face Expressly halting within an inch of being kissed Inquiring if it was permissible ~Just L (July 2, 2016) Stories of Summer: 2016 Stories of a Single Girl (Around Oregon) |