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Nov 2014
Predictions about caring,
what in the world is this
I hope it won't be wearing
off soon, almost like a kiss.

Effervescent, even after spilling
the insides. Shocking to feel it stay
when all else went away,
thrilling.

Fluids rub my chin,
bitten melons, lush,
dripping softly, passing a grin,
triggering blush.
I think I have a crush
gushing
through
rushing past,
I'm too slow and you're too fast.
I can't make it last,
or turn around.
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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