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Jul 2020
shyly you glance off to the side
embarrassed, trying to hide
I brush your hair out of your eyes
and feel the butterflies start to rise
Your dark eyes stare into mine
and I search your face for a sign
you smile at me, that's all I need
I take your chin and start to lead
your lips to mine for a searing kiss
and we both get lost in the bliss
sarah crouse
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sarah crouse  18/Gender Fluid/south africa
(18/Gender Fluid/south africa)   
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