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the touch that draws a face to accept a kiss, skin tensed on fingertips seeking the yield that tilts a head to yours the gasp of a kiss first shared, we mistake call love yet love's gasp comes later

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montag-runs

Canadian

Published: Dec 18, 2011
LinesWords: 1639

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