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Dec 2015
You move within me
this fluttering heat inside.
Drool to slow sips,
my tongue forms into your lips.

You expel at a distance,
The demons we come carrying.
As you taste me unseen
from your pillow.

I stretch and bend hoping
You’ve caught my kiss.
You cut the pain and
I take you in like medicine.
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  55/F/grey hair I don't care...
(55/F/grey hair I don't care...)   
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