the blue she wore gave no indication of the red hot anger bubbling beneath the surface of her dark skin ; she would watch men bow at her feet with a smile on her full lips and joy in her eyes.
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Your love runs like water over me. When the drops dance on my skin, they are your fingertips, searching, as if you can simply pry open my rib cage, find my heart beating underneath layers of bone for you.