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Feb 2014
I feel your lips on mine,
your fingers down my spine.
I greedly grab you,
and pulls you unimaginary close.

Our breath synchronizes,
like our heart beats,
kicking and kicking.

I start kissing your neck,
a shiver run through your body,
grabbing me,
hugging my curves.

You lift me up,
in your arms.
I am a bird.
I am your bird.

Is this love?
I think it is.

(e.k.j.)
Sorry not sorry!
Emma Kolditz Jensen
Written by
Emma Kolditz Jensen  Denmark.
(Denmark.)   
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