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Sep 2015
I held the palm of his hand
Upward to read the future.
Our future
I want to feel it filled with passions
and love that last forever.
Feelings that had
burned in me for the past
weeks we have been together.
You had all of me
unbridled
naked and wanton.
Doing things for you
that I could not
even tell my mother.
I could deny you nothing.
As my finger
traced our passion line.
it stopped abruptly.
it was so short
How long do we have?
I whispered
He looked seriously at me
We have to talk honey.
Written by
Jude kyrie  Canada
(Canada)   
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     Ntsika H, --- and Medhina Khanal
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