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Oct 2013
Piercing eyes
And a dangerous smile;
He had soft lips that
Spilt words like honey,
And a tongue that
Moaned my name.
Natasha Mendicino
Written by
Natasha Mendicino  Toronto
(Toronto)   
978
   jasmine
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