Vanilla
soft peaks to melt with that first splinter burst of cold
laughter steams on the edges
kisses tell secrets before mouths do
the arch of a back
the palm of a hand
the press of breath
the promise of a blank canvas
laughter steams on the edges
kisses tell secrets before mouths do
the arch of a back
the palm of a hand
the press of breath
the promise of a blank canvas
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