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Apr 2017
Hands in his,
She looked down and smiled,
"Be mine?" she asked

He ****** his hips into hers
"Already am," he smiled back.
He flipped her,
Digging his hips
Deeper into hers.

She moaned his name
And leaned in to kiss him.
A hand to her throat stopped her.

Then it slid behind her neck
And pulled her in for
The kiss she longed for.

Forever, she had waited
For this moment
For that kiss
For those words

He was *Her's
Raja Smith
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Raja Smith  Maryland
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