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Dec 2011
The taste of *****
makes you intoxicating

  A touch of fire
has me burning

  You smell of height
it draws me closer

  I hear you swoon
it spins the room

  We look in blur
it turns us around

I am drunk off your kisses
I burn with your touch
I'm high from your smell
I blush when you speak
And your gaze turns me weak

This is what you do to me
Nyssa Jacobsen
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Nyssa Jacobsen  30/F/Plymouth, England
(30/F/Plymouth, England)   
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