Time To Shake Loose

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Time to shake loose
With the rhythm of the keys
I’m no longer hopelessly desperate
I’ve dried up all my careless pleas
In the whirlwind, I’ve found my calm
You question my worth, but I just stare
Within my own skin, I selfishly create
Hate & jealousy left, I’m now blissfully unaware

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Chloe Thurlow

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“Eating the peach is a meditation. Your mind empties of all the must dos and should have dones. You are pure being. Your lover’s tongue is the key that turns the lock that opens the pleasure box. Life has few perfect moments; moments of cunnilingus score the highest on the sex blissometer.”
― Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love

Counting All My Cufflinks

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Counting all my cufflinks

You tied my perfect tie

Another night by the bay

Lost within the foggy sky

Seeming to float as you walk

Affection rose by a mere kiss

Evening air cool upon your soul

Never knew we could be like bliss

Your dress flailing behind

Setting down an opaque trail

Everything a dream could be

Forever wrapped by the sail