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Oct 2010
YOU
Cigarettes on your breath,
your lips moist despite summer's heat,
they're not dry, cracked, or swollen.

Holding me close with your scent so distinct.

Your presence,
sending chills down over my body.
Just you, simple YOU.
That's all I need.

**YOU
©Cassie Mae Writings 2010
Cassie Mae
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Cassie Mae
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