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Sep 2017
Your verses tumble down my back
Like raindrops from the dark skies
Send shudders down my spine
The wanting within me
Grows to make you mine
Our yearnings loom over us
Of the consummation of our sins
Inked Quill
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Inked Quill  F/India
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