Wildfire MAG

December 20, 2009
By Jess147 SILVER, Marlborough, Connecticut
Jess147 SILVER, Marlborough, Connecticut
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Roaming hills and soft valleys.
I trace my fingers along them,
the contour of your hand.
Knuckles and phalanges.
That little flap of skin between
your thumb and first finger.
The forests of veins under your flesh
are on fire with our love.



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