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Quiet Storm Quote Of The Night ~

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Graze your fingers
against my skin
like a soldier
crossing a landmine

throw your kisses
like grenades
into the trenches
of my mouth

carve bullet holes
onto my chest
and remind me
of where it hurts

let your moans
sound like gunfire
and your breath
feel like death

i’ll come
unarmed
if you promise
to destroy me

make war
not love

Source — Sahith Shetty


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