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Sep 2014
I feel his sweet taste of lips...
I feel his touch on ma finger tips...
I feel his chest against ma heart..
I feel him all over ma body part...

I know I am ma mothers son...
But don't stare me for what I have done,
It's been 2 years I have been with him,
I realize ma love when I was dating Kim..

I invited him to ma room that day,
To reveal ma feelings n see what he say,
I stupidly dim ma bedroom light,
That is when he hold me tight...

He said he liked me when I saved his  cat,
He said he liked me more in park bench we sat,
He was fallen for me when I broke up with Kim,
Seems I m not only one with feelings for him,

Please don't hate me for what I did,
I just loved him for what I received,
No matter he is gal or guy,
Love is all money can't buy...
GAYs--  It means happy... So they are happy n we sud be happy for them too...It's not there fault they fall for other guy...
Kim Johnson
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Kim Johnson  32/F/Darjeeling
(32/F/Darjeeling)   
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