Cocoa butter scented skin on bare skin in the backseat of her mustang on a Sunday afternoon drive. I hoped we’d go away, fly away to anywhere other than here, lost in each other’s eyes; we travel the world with whispers, motion, and emotions as steam erased the sin in the air.
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