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Jul 2019
I want to make love to you. To strip you
down slowly and kiss each part of you deeply,
inhale your scent and taste your breath, get lost
in your armpits and drown inside your belly. I’m

not afraid to tell you I’ve had this feeling forever
but could never bring myself to say it, because before
I just couldn’t bear it if you were to turn me away,
and the shame, the horrible shame I would face. But it’s

more shame not to confront it, to let it die as the sun
goes down, to let it pull away as the tide goes out. And
knowing that makes me brave, knowing that I gave it
the light of day. Now it’s in your hands to

do with it what you choose. I place my fate in your
palms. I do so unharmed. And I’ve no regret that I said
what I had to, because I will never have to wonder
again, what it is you would have done had  I never told you -
I've always wanted to hold you naked in my arms.
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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