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Sep 2014
His lips are plump and magenta like raspberries.

They require a certain delicacy when being kissed,

So the one kissing them can feel the suppleness of the skin;

And instill enough trust in him that he opens them like a tulip with the morning sun . . .

So the one kissing them can taste the Nectar of the Gods.
Ali Coyne
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