Poetic drabbles 2

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Somehow

The shadows fall across my cheekbones
Carve light into the hollows under my chin

Slash my thighs into sharp relief

Hone my longing

Breathless

A gentle stroke of a fingernail up the inside of my thigh

I wish I could just let myself go

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