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Jul 2017
Paint your lips
Across my skin
Undress me slowly
Love me beautifully
Trace your finger
Along the edge of my heart
That beats slow,
And subdued
Time slows down
When I'm with you
I've got nothing on
But the remnants of lace
I am exposed and vulnerable
Kiss the curve of my neck
And fill my intimate spaces
You whisper "baby I love you"
As you take me
I don't believe in religion
But you make me see god
Written by
E Thindrel
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