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Sep 2019
My eyes linger
over the pouty lips
that breaks into dimpled smiles,
over the lotus-like eyes
that insinuate restless dreams,
over the pink curved lobe
at the whispered sweet nothings.
Written by
Keerthi  F
(F)   
  160
   Jo Barber
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