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The Other One with the Same Name


Bent over backwards so he can see my pussy
To the sea's hushed, breathy beat
Rocking not thrusting
Testing his endurance
As he pants and pushes in
In the winter night
And there's the scent of something
Something I can't define
But it's still vivid in my mind now
Even as I write
Remembering those cold sheets
On that single bed where I bled slightly
In that tiny flat above the sea.

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