Please
hold me
down
below
the embers
glow
red and pulsing
Leave
me
wanting
what will not
be
mine
Feel
me
my skin
stil slick
redolent
with salt
smoke
and
sandalwood
there is nothing
left
but the indigo sky
Camp NaNoWriMo Day 22
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Well, never thought I’d want to shag a perfume.
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