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Jan 25
black leather fineness complements my shimmering legs
As we ride on the car to follow downtown city lights
Then you smile looking into my eyes
Mischievously, matching mall luminaries on the way beaming bright and brilliant
Laughing eyes under long lashes
Passing through the fleet of cars
We hold hands in the shadowy passage of time love whispers
Without uttering a single line
Written by
zozek
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