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Oct 2015
I crave your lips' taste
every morning when the
sun hits the horizon
&
I crave your warm fingers'
delicate touch every night
as the moon meets the stars.
jxicyfoxx
Written by
jxicyfoxx  tx
(tx)   
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   ---, Dhaye Margaux, Cheyenne and SPT
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