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Jan 2014
the Look on your Face (your beautiful Face)  fills me
with an Elation so scarily Deep
that my Heartbeat heightens
its already speedy pace and its so hard
for me to keep my Composure around You
and your Lazy Lips do that Tilt (that **** Tilt) -
your perfect chest Rumbles with husky Laughter -
and your Hands on my slender waist begin to massage
and my Resolve crashes just as my Lips
crash
onto Yours
Written by
Zia
738
   Balaguer
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