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Jan 2014
She stood boldly, my hands wrapped around her hips
You did not come here for my love, now have you? But for an unstable fix
Seducing me as she spoke, with her pungently amber lips
I leaned forward mid-sentence, and indulged in her poisonous kiss
© 2013 Bilal Kaci
Bilal Kaci
Written by
Bilal Kaci  Montreal
(Montreal)   
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