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May 2013
You took me in your arms,
Touched me so softly.
Sending a fever burning through my veins.
I wanted to look at your face,
But we had to keep up appearances for peering eyes.
My nerves tingled and hummed,
I ached to kiss you and touch you.
You teased me into submission,
And now am thinking of losing myself.
Mia
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Mia  F/Paris
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