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Jan 2015
I've never thought twice about winks.
They've never really meant much to me.
I guess it's because I have no feelings for those donors.
Whenever boys wink at me, I brush them aside
the same way you brush my hair aside when
you lean in to kiss me.

I've never thought twice about winks
until I had the honor of receiving one from you.
My heart stopped for .02 seconds because
baby you looked so desirable at that moment.
I had to resist myself from throwing myself at you
and the look you gave me
and your smile that said:
..."I know you're craving me right now."

And you were right.
Thursday January 29, 2015
in your office
Monica Lara
Written by
Monica Lara  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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