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Are you crazy? You're my sister goldenhair. Your breasts are like mountains, I want to hike down them the way I want to hike through the forest. Your stomach is like rolling hills, I want to glide across it the way I might glide across the dunes. Your eyes are like lakes, I want to drown in them, until I come up gasping for air. In short, I love you. |
Copyright ©2012 Ashi Shadow - 10/25/12 on Laura.
Daydreaming of being married to her, and laying next to her, and her being insecure about the poems I've written on other women.
And me saying that she's crazy etc..