...
naked,
totally exposed.
mist rises from hot breath
meeting cold air.
my pussy steams
as I walk streets
empty of you
and seek someone
to drink my hot soul.
there are no fingers
to slide over my sex
and bring me home.
no mouth to draw wet circles
over longing flesh.
no voice to growl my name.
so I just walk,
exposed.
...
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