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Jan 2016
When I hold you in my arms
and smell your hair
it makes me think of cake
not sure why it does
your skin is seated of rose
this make me think of flowers
not sure why it does
when I kiss your skin
I taste like butter
makes me lick my lips
not sure why it does
When I kiss your lips
I taste grapes
not sure why it does

But when I look in your eyes
I see into your soul
and only that
lets me know who you are
and being man
I do not know why

But woman all this does.
P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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