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Jan 2013
You leave our bed
each night
to go to
his

you cuddle him close
saying so gently...

I love you

you offer you *******
to him
sharing moments
of intimacy

your place grows cold
whilst you
offer
warmth to him

You return smiling...

still wearing
his sweet

new born scent.
Written by
DieingEmbers
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