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Dec 2011
When I think of you
I'm reminded of your eyes...
pools of brown drawing me in.

When I think of you
I'm reminded of your lips...
moist, hungry, demanding.

When I think of you
I'm reminded of your *******...
soft pillows comforting me.

When I think of you
I'm reminded of our ***...
how nice it feels inside you.

When I think of you
I'm reminded of home...
where I need to be.
Written by
stratton wayne stclair  64/M/Roanoke, Va
(64/M/Roanoke, Va)   
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