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Oct 2012
I’m going back once again.
I cannot see an end —goodbye
my thoughts are not finding coherence
the effort seems endless and the passion deepens
I tasted what was love between our lips
passionate caresses during the twilight of are senses
another unforgettable trace it became —a memory
Jesus Monsalve
Written by
Jesus Monsalve  Ottawa, Canada
(Ottawa, Canada)   
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   Monica Abigail
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