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Sep 2016
It lasted forever

the moment when
you felt his
whisper  
the innuendo of
long ago moons

His eyes
seeking
to taste
you where the
dark lingers

He inhaled every
scented note of you
kept you open and
fingered you
like a song
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  55/F/grey hair don't care...
(55/F/grey hair don't care...)   
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