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Wednesday 16 July 2014

A right to it

I am already old
My skin is the bark
My teeth are phantoms
My hair is the pile of straw
My breasts are snowdrops

I still want to feel
on my neck the soft lips
I still want to heat
my lover's sexy feet
Don't I have a right to it?

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