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Aug 2013
Always tempted to give a sarcastic remark
Just to hear his **** but witty comment
As I smoke my cigarette

As he makes his way
To embrace my face

As his hand
Goes up my leg

As his lips kiss mine
And we lose
Track of
Time.
© Natali Veronica 2013.
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