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a hot shower after leaving your house
my love continues to sprout

water hitting my cold skin
from feeling the winter wind

frostbite to the touch
i miss your warm touch so much

feeling my sore body
from when you made love to me

a good pain
scenes replaying in my brain

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the rigors of love making! You have left an indelible scene. ~ Geez.

It seems that the days and hours that people
are available for chatroom are staggered and
not a good match for most everyone. How about
if everyone just shows up at the door, whenever
they have a few free minutes?

state of rigor mortise
when the body loses elasticity
hard rock now
so tc
frost bites partly
i experienced it
glad main part was saved
recovered soonly

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