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Jul 2017
I want to taste your lips
Laced with your paste
Your flavor I savor with haste
your Amazing Grace graze my face
sweetness of a peach
The fragrance placed a memory
That will remember me the taste
Of your wetness
Your lips drip with
your juice sweet nectar
Ripe fruit with deeperflavorΒ 
than it's juice roots
Pedals flush with color
Lips swollen
Attraction potent
Written by
Styles  NYC
     Zel, Me DΓ­az and yasaman johari
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