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Aug 2014
Do you remember,

The first time,

I told you,

You are mine.
My fingers whispered it,

Between your thighs,

My eyes howled it,

Once lost in the labyrinth,

Of your eyes,

And my tongue forged it,

On the walls of your mouth,
Did you understand?
It was the only way,

I knew to embed it,

In your fibres and mind,
~ Zupe
Zupe
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Zupe  London.
(London.)   
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