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Smells hot like smooth legs and cloudy windows, cracked. Cool breeze on bare shoulders, cool breeze on his back. Wood grain and leather, heels under the seat. Perfume in her hair, slow jam on repeat. Stars dot the black sky, your hand on her thigh. You'll touch her body but can't reach her mind. Bend your cool like she made you and sings her sweet song. Voodoo on her lips, voodoo...
Copyright 2016 Angela Skaggs
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