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Two salt fell on my eyelashes as his summer
scented caramel tinged skin glistened in
the mechanical cop car lights
I blushed as he rapped to his favorite
song and then fell immediately silient
to feel the vibrations from his voice
traveling through my bones and blood
and spaces between
good God I'm saved by it
it threw us up to good will and good
traveling in his truck
he asked me what was wrong and my leg
tingled beneath his hand as he placed it
assuringly, there.
his rapping through the night blushes
all these cop car lights
and good God I'm saved by it
