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Nov 2019
As we sit near the campfire,
It fueled my inner desire,
The I pulled you against my chest,
As forever there you'd rest,

I stroked you silky hair,
With all my love and care,
My lips rubbed yours slowly,
And caught a hang on smoothly,

Whenever my fingers go over your waist,
I pull you nearer as your lips I could taste,
I'd roll over and cuddle with you,
Even if I'd need to face the end of time.
Written by
Prem Kathavarayan  19/M/Malaysia
(19/M/Malaysia)   
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