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Jan 2014
Somethings wind so slow that you get hooked by the spin.
But you know the second where?
And the second when?

Things that's good you don't rush.
You soak in the moment to enjoy the feelings.
Slowly.

A kiss that's rush leave no impression.
More likely, it will get a reaction.
Cause it will be void of satisfaction.

But a kiss that's planted slowly will be felt.
Every moment of touching one another lips.
Will leave a moment you seek not to forget.

But enjoy slowly.

Who want to be rush in the moment of your loving?
Where you begin to forget about the thrill?

You can't achieve your joy, if you're racing like the hare.
But you can if you decide to act like that turtle.
And move slowly.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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