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Jun 2020
If your pupils dilate when you see me.
If your palms get sweaty, your heart race increases.
Your smile breaks me right open.
I can’t stop staring at your mouth,
I can’t stop imagining your arms around me.
maria
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maria  30/F/Vancouver
(30/F/Vancouver)   
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