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Back to update my poems.  I’ve written some over the years and I think it’s time to publish. 

hlvrr_xoxo

"There's a dab of frosting stuck to the left of Nick's lip, and without thinking, I reach out and I wipe it with my thumb. He leans into the touch, just enough to let me know that I could kiss him if I wanted, two lonely desperate people wishing they were other places with other people. It would be so easy to scoot up on my tiptoes and press my lips to his, to let my whole life melt away in this haze of confectioner's sugar and flour and cute boy, to finally know what his skin would taste like under the tip of my tongue." is it just me or does that make you feel sum