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A cold touch, lingering, searching with every tiptoed meeting A cold tongue lingers, searches The warm caress of brown-paper packages- After us, unravelling The warm caress of gift giving Breathy open mouthed kissing In each stolen evening Breathy, open mouthed, we finish
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Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 12:10 AM UTC
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A cold touch, lingering, searching with every tiptoed meeting A cold tongue lingers, searches The warm caress of brown-paper packages- After us, unravelling The warm caress of gift giving Breathy open mouthed kissing In each stolen evening Breathy, open mouthed, we finish
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Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 12:10 AM UTC
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