

HindsYour hair fluttered awkwardly towards me, backlit in the florescent darkness Caressing my faceHinds
We hug before you cross the cold damp street towards your little house your bedroom curtains warm glow
In that brief moment I catch your scent... Intoxicated and disorientated I kiss your ear
Your EAR!
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how are you Ozlem?
how's life?
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Namaste
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