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May 2010
Succulent lips that have become my indulgence.
Finely shaped, is it wrong to say they're perfect?

Indisputable tenderness, creating sensations of pure happiness.
Moments with them are eternal pleasures in minutes of passion.

Inspiring stars to fall, convincing gravitation to hold back its attraction and lift us up until we reach the heavens.
Kiss among the planets while the stars float around us dancing.

Kiss eternally

Kissing my only.
Memphis
True religon publications
Yandisa mhlana
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Yandisa mhlana
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