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Fire-crackers in the east my car parked south  Your hands on my cheeks your shoulder in my mouth I was up against the wall on the west mezzanine We rattle this town, we rattle this scene Anna Sun – Walk The Moon  – One hand wrapped in her hair, the other at her throat. She was …

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I found this in my drafts. Click here to start from the beginning.  – Mm, she felt so good in his arms again. She’d been stiff initially from surprise, but there was no ignoring the way her gentle curves melted into his frame. He felt her take a deep breath and placed a restraining hand …