it still feels as if your hair is tangled between my fingers, weaving in and over my knuckles. your scent still lingers on my pillow and i wonder if drinking your perfume would permeate these night sweats with the smell of you after sex. maybe if i close my eyes tight enough i could start to believe my clenched fist is really your mouth, minus the
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PS. Summer Phoenix rules the planet!
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