first kiss/carnival

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innocence like rollercoasters

as if becoming sterling silver

chainsaws cascading

hearts beating

freezing over

like ghosts in snow

lips quiver

thighs shiver

body warmth consumes me

like a cocoon to a newborn butterfly

orange and blue skies

bring me to life

as i forfeit my heart

and allowed you to mend my arteries

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