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He stripped me of my clothes, quickly and with skill,
standing on the balcony of the hi-rise,
high,
risen.
Leave the stockings, he said,
or rather,
he did,
funny black-and-white striped thigh-highs,
like the wicked
witch
of the
east.
He left my shoes, too,
now that I think about it,
soft leather high-heels with a wide,
hard
strap.
So there I was,
bare white ass to the city sun,
and we fucked standing,
as if
it were
sexy.
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....I fell in love for the first time
The only time
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i knew i was home, and never ever wanted to leave again
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kelli crane
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i went stergon fishing and caught tiger sharks instead. we bbq'd that night. they were yummy.
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So I was thinking about how far I've come in 6 years, and you know, how cyclic everything is if you think about it hard enough.
Where once I was too cool to be kind, too proud to be helped, too focused to see straight,
These days I feel clumsy and uncool, helpless and scared, and seemingly without goals.
It is the closest I have ever been to serenity.
Things have changed.
I've made mistakes, I will not make them again.
Where once I was unsatisfied, my attentions capricious,
These days I am enraptured and there is nothing more I need.
I will hold him in my arms and be still;
Calm him, hear him, lay beneath open sky and reach across to touch his hand.
He has taught me to be kind.
I don't have much time to think these days.
Mainly, I fret and worry.
So much to do, and god I feel so small.
But when I do have time,
I daydream about the way
I will ask him
to marry
me.
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three words
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