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Jul 2017
Your eyes sparkle,
Your lips smooth like silk,
Pink peaks,
Your body speaks,
Anticipation swells,
Delicate to the touch.

The pulse quickens,
You smell so good
Little sounds,
Our hearts pound
Fold me in your arms,
It’s not just a poem.

It’s love.
It’s not just a poem it's infatuation
Purcy Flaherty
Written by
Purcy Flaherty  52/M/Earth
(52/M/Earth)   
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