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Jan 2014
i want to brush my fingertips along the line of your lips
trace your edges and, gently take hold of your hips,
take my hands, and take it slow and let it slip,
whisper in your ear that i want a littlle taste
, a little sip, come close and caress you like for so long ive missed,
tell you that i love you, and then smile a ******* grin, like this
Joseph the Dreamer
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Joseph the Dreamer  clarkston ga
(clarkston ga)   
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