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Mar 2013
She sipped her coffee
as I
slowly
drank in her eyes...

inhaling deeply

upon her lips
in gently shared laughter...

with a touch she stirred us both

how I longed to be that cup
pressed softly
to her open mouth

to play light against her tongue
in fluid exchange...

of porcelain kisses
Written by
DieingEmbers
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