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Memory like thirst Every urge a first How I remember thinking wet sin Red silk pink ribbon You manage a word Yes . Embraced first kiss Outlandish desire Pulling harder Whimpers first Kiss turns worst Now there Sweet Drips pouring down sheets I came to watch As ideas from thoughts Turn hands low Shh.. I know

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Date: 5/23/2025 5:39:00 PM
This piece drips with tension--sensual, surreal, and almost voyeuristic in its intimacy. “Memory like thirst” is a fantastic opening, and the way “Kiss turns worst” pivots the whole mood is striking. You let the heat simmer just beneath the surface.
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