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May 2015
From the moment our lips touch, my heart opens in slow motion.
Your lips drizzle my tongue with its honey.
The bitter sweet taste of your tongue in my mouth.
******* on your tongue like strawberries.
Tasting your taste until the flavor is done.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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