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Apr 2015
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Deep within the sunrise pudding
where fingertips conceal the crust,
the sweet harvest of eternity
drips from your smile
as I lick the taste
from your whipped cream lips
*enjoying the flavor of us
Your love is delicious!
Chris
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Chris
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