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Apr 2013
I'd kiss
The red off your lips
Until they were
Just glossy pink,
And what would
Transpire
Between the sheets
Would make anyone
Perspire,
Between
My passion
And devotion
Lies only you,
As my fingers
Comb your hair
Like my words
Brush your thoughts,
And my lips
Utter all the musings
Of your body,
How all your curves
Give way under my
Calloused hands,
Like my mind
Gives way
Only to you...
APAD13 - 097 © okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
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