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Dec 2015
I have not met you
but between the swigs of red wine
I’d give you my lips to savor
And though you’d devour me completely
I’d linger between your thighs
And slowly ride you until we
Meet at our dark release
Yep.
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  111/F/is still getting old.
(111/F/is still getting old.)   
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