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Apr 2013
I liked the way your hands felt on my waist,
and your fingers felt in my hair
and your lips felt on my cheek,
and your breath felt on my neck
and the ***** felt in my stomach
and the smoke felt on my lips
and I liked the way I got to forget about him for a night
if only for just one night.
Portland Grace
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Portland Grace  23/F
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