Snake legs and love

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My thighs rub against each other, skin on skin friction. Your thigh missing between mine and our legs intertwined like snakes, ready to strangle its prey and eat it whole. Don’t swallow it all in one go. Love, I’d eaten bit by bit, like the plucking of red rose petals “he loves me, he loves me not”

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