As Anxious As A First Date

I’m acquainted with adopting revulsion that withers through my fingers like settled dust in shattered glass. The sea I see from here through an ocean of tears trickled, a lake of misery through my bones, thawing my heart in a storm of gloom whirling overhead. The salty taste of her olive skin parts the sky, giving rays of valuation through her fiery kiss.

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