Tangled
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1 min readMay 14, 2020
The sound of horns down the street
Woke me up form my dream
A dream of ecstasy
Still, the room had the exact smell we left while ago
the floor still messy, the sheets are jizzy
I breathe in the air to clear my thoughts
Her breath is calm but her face looks sweaty
Wiped off the sweat dripping down her face
I played with her legs tangled with mine inside the naked sheets
By Mash ❤