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May 2018
the taste of you
is still on my lips
the sound of you, gasping
is still resonating in my mind
the words you said
made me melt
your fingers in my hair
guiding me
your hand around my throat
because you know that's what i like
you, telling me how good i was
i live for that.
D A M N
aslan
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aslan  24/Two-Spirit
(24/Two-Spirit)   
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   Jey Blu and Megan Parson
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