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May 2016
Trail your foreign tongue down my neck
So that the words may blossom in my throat
Pour your language of love into my mouth
So that it may spill from my lips
Leave your exlir to dry in the corner of my smile
So that when I lick my lips
I will taste this passion
Virianna Gallardo
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Virianna Gallardo
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