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Clumsy fingertips Tremble in the dark. Quivering, our lips Kiss each birthmark. Each firmly grips, Passion's bright spark. Night's youthful slips, Memories deep mark.
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Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 7:55 AM UTC
Memories of A Night
Clumsy fingertips Tremble in the dark. Quivering, our lips Kiss each birthmark. Each firmly grips, Passion's bright spark. Night's youthful slips, Memories deep mark.
Those moments that etched memories sweet...
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RedBrush
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 7:55 AM UTC
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