John Kipling Lewis - Your lips.

John Kipling Lewis - Your lips.

Your lips are like feathers br parted by words. br I feel their brush on my neck. br My toes grip. br My spine coils. br I hold my breath, my voice escapes. br A chill and a flame. br I open my eyes.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 00:27

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