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Jan 2015
How I love to be in his arms
Caressing his every inch of skin
Gently kissing his lips
I wish this moment could never end
We could lay here and be happy till the end
No worries no problems
Touching and kissing no sorrows
You touch my soul like a butterfly
Smoothly coming over me
Stabbing my love with your powers and potions
Written by
Shelley  New York
(New York)   
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