You touch me as gently as blossoms on a cherry tree.

Gently, then hungrily; desperately,

as if I will take off any moment,

untamable as a

thunderstorm,

escape into the night

like a deer,

seen for a moment in headlights

then disappeared into the dark forever.

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I kissed someone I shouldn't have this weekend. He's so incredibly beautiful and feminist though.
Life, sometimes, is incredibly difficult.