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May 2015
Our pillowed lips
Mashed together
Movements without thought
Tingle our spines

*Eyes closed.
Deep breathes.
Love bites;
Another inch deeper.

Tongue twisted.
Lost for words .
Our lips moist.
Breathes short.

Bites.
Licks.
Kiss.
A Watoot
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A Watoot
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