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Nov 2019
That's the truth about you.
You're an ancient being.
We met before. Right?
I saw you before. I felt you before.

But have I ever told you about that kiss?
How your soft lips moulded with mine?
How I had tingles from my back down to my legs?
I felt....flabbergasted.

When I put my hand son your waist,
I felt powerful, I could pull you in.
Hold you close.
Keep you with me.

If your eyes are Sapphires,
Your face, made of porcelain,
Then your lips...
They are clouds.

Soft, energetic, expressive.
They are powerful tools.
And you know how to wield them.
You mastered them.
Winter Sparrow
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Winter Sparrow  22/M/Malta
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