Dandelions

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His hands had a delicacy
that spoke to her of a quiet soul,
a careful, sensitive mind.
He was a boy, her dandelion
that would have hid
in the shadows with wide eyes.
He had long body like a tall oak
with limbs like wings.
He was her weakness
as she ran her hands over
his phallus, rupturing within
with their twists of skin
and flesh, it was then
she felt his true strength.

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