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Aug 2014
Yes , exactly , oh my !
I moaned and groaned
And being breathless became a nightly routine
I lied there
My love
Did you know ?
I was an innocent little girl
Not so innocent now , am I?
While your back cries for bandages
And my relaxed muscles cant move
While we both catch our breathes
And a small devil
Very small
Draws a bit of happiness on our lips
And your gaze follows my body
My hand , your thoughts
I remember so dearly
Not only that you taught me love
But the most wonderful intense making of it
Our dreams take over
With no more innocence
No more fear
My last bit of consciousness
The small fragments of it
Thank you
Thank you for being the first
Arta Mekuli
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Arta Mekuli  prishtina
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