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[kradeelav]

What a lucky beast I am,
when he cleans up nice

and nicks his perfect face.
I get to lick that face,

when he lets me.
In the cut's opening

I get a taste of him
from the inside

out, which is all I have
ever wanted,

to be cell-close
to him. Praise the razor's

overzealous arm;
the ease

with which it finds tenderness
in this man.


Fantasia for the Man in Blue, Tommye Blount
(via lululeighsworld)