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his lips linger 

as a fire erupts 

in her beating heart


she blushes and

averts her eyes

away from him


he bled with desire

as he showered her 

with kisses and 

caressed her body.

the days seep into one another, until friday looks just like monday - bleak; bleak and boring and full of absolutely nothing to look forward to. they mingle and merge and if you took a picture of each and everyday all you'd have is a collage of blurred, grey smudge.

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