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58 · Jan 2020
without words
kabwere Jan 2020
Upon mine press your lips
Tickle my nerves to sweeter a bliss
Eyes on my gaze popping your kiss
Hand on my neck and mine on your hips.
Wordless you speak and nod a tick
Shivering a bit like nature's best kick
Rearing to keep and flying a week
Land of rivers and seas a way of click.
Sighs on sighs tightens my grip
Yours to keep and mine to keep
In my arms you dream asleep
Wordless you are and fairer a keep.

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