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Friday, November 7, 2014

Out of bounds

Because he was forbidden she
could not help but to wickedly
take in the jaw line, the steady gaze,
the strut, the wide shoulders,
the winning grin, the quietness
and turn it into an idol
for when one day she could find
another less off-limits.


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