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Within every droplet was the sweat of arousal. Each kiss on silk sheets of desire was a word, Metaphors misspelled, it was wet. Damp within forbidden moments. Soaked within the focus there every collecting grasps. Upon the virtues that where but keys to locks that had opened First kisses unlocking arousal. They washed away inhabitations, only to be washed within each others shower, and then both where silent in smiles.
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Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 5:08 PM UTC
Washed Within The Others Waters
Within every droplet was the sweat of arousal. Each kiss on silk sheets of desire was a word, Metaphors misspelled, it was wet. Damp within forbidden moments. Soaked within the focus there every collecting grasps. Upon the virtues that where but keys to locks that had opened First kisses unlocking arousal. They washed away inhabitations, only to be washed within each others shower, and then both where silent in smiles.
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Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 5:08 PM UTC
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