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Post by daisysanders on Jul 28, 2014 7:05:35 GMT 8
The shape of me is softness.
The whole of me is warmth.
My angles break in unison.
a child of free and lanky in water, air and little athletics
elegant neck
some tension
the jaw
shoulders curled
running with change of direction
Embrace shaky in adrenalin for the world.
Overloaded internal turnings.
open palms
open hearts
ease
but not easy
hips stretch forward and splay, sink, sexy
Inside myself ever more as I unravel
Lean, muscular, rippling.
Now more alive and thus more in pain.
My angles break in unison.
The shape of me is softness.
The whole of me is warmth.
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