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Jan 2015
Her lips taste like gold
And I smell lilacs on the wind
As a breeze brushes back her hair
She looks me in the eye
And traces a finger down my cheek
And along my jawline
Just to pull gently on my chin hair
She wraps her hands around my face
And pulls me in for a long kiss
No words need to be said
We were speaking with our souls
And I knew there was a reason for everything
In that moment
Ronnie James Corbin
Written by
Ronnie James Corbin  Dayton, Ohio
(Dayton, Ohio)   
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