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Jun 2015
with passion
i pressed my wet lips
on yours
so i could taste
your tongue
soft and sweet
in a mouth full of drops
or somewhere between
two subtle tongues
when the sky fell down
on us
we
dancing in the storm
and heavy rain
jumping with the thunder
all we needed
we
between all
damps from the day
wishing to be naked
and free
like our bodies
during an evening storm
Nienke
Written by
Nienke  29/F/Netherlands
(29/F/Netherlands)   
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   Eiliv Advena
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