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Apr 2010
Cocoa butter -  cold saltwater
On her lips - her fingertips

Her mouth on mine
I could taste a fine white wine

In the moonlight - on the beach
I loved her long
On her colorful Sarong
There was no place I couldn't reach

On the sand - I loved her deep
We both made promises we wouldn't keep
Written by
Frank A. Herrera
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