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I Am The Weakest Link

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Breaths and kisses
And butterflies
Heaving movements
Where my heart lies

Walls and pressing
And pinning abound
Lips that flirt
But don’t touch down

Fingers and skin
And bodies that sync
My breasts to his chest
That’s it!

I Am The Weakest Link

October 2014
Jeannie Shaw Poetry

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