Suffocating Lovely

The cicadas sound ridiculous, I’m openly suspicious it’s a trap that they’ve laid for me. Baby say that you adore me. It is hot! It squeezes life from me with every bead of sweat and I forget to do important things and I’ve been having wild dreams of fevers, you, and absent me. I’m suffocating lovely.

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~ by perfectionatrix on July 8, 2012.

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