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Jun 2013
Tight lips smoking a thin cigarette
Back turned on me
Face invisible,
I can only see her from behind
And imagine her head turned over
With her eyes watching me,
Begging for my touch.
Silent minded
Mouth shut,
I just want to wrap my arms
Around her weak shoulders
Lean her head back
And kiss her bare neck.
Amelie
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Amelie
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