Words & Artwork Lucy Turczynowicz
Warm and soft, our ankles crossed with fingers and lips under and open and breathing and being and driving, one hand steering and one resting warm and soft on my thigh. Sun streaming in to meet the squint and a smile from you, to me, back and forth and under and open and warm.
Warm and soft,?
ankles crossed,?
fingers and lips
under and open and?
breathing and?driving,
one hand steering,?
one resting?
warm and soft?
up my skirt, sun streaming in?
to meet the squint and a smile?
from you, to me,?
back and forth,?
under and open and?
warm.
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