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Feb 2015
I want to love you.
I want to get to know every spot of your skin.
Trace the outlines of your body.
Brush my fingertips on your soft lips.
Bite it.
Leave a mark behind, so everyone knows
You are mine.
Caress your silky hair.
Be the one to take care
Of you.
Of your heart.
I want to hold your hand
And kiss your knuckles
One by one.
Until there's no emotion showing in your eyes
But love
And happiness
And trust.
I wanna know what love is
And I want you to show me.
I wanna feel what love is.
And I know you can show me.
Mile Conde
Written by
Mile Conde  Buenos Aires
(Buenos Aires)   
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     ---, Nicole and Mike lowe
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