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You plant a cold, Wet kiss, Upon my face. And my head, And my entire body is touching many parts of you... But you are not enough I cannot have every inch of your skin Though I am found, I am lost in you again... You come in many ways, In many waves, Sometimes you pulse against me... I wish I could have all of your everything, But like what you are... I fear I will never get all of you... I. Love.. You... Rain...
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 8:47 AM UTC
R....A....I....N (Or is it?)
You plant a cold, Wet kiss, Upon my face. And my head, And my entire body is touching many parts of you... But you are not enough I cannot have every inch of your skin Though I am found, I am lost in you again... You come in many ways, In many waves, Sometimes you pulse against me... I wish I could have all of your everything, But like what you are... I fear I will never get all of you... I. Love.. You... Rain...
So is it something sensual, or is it rain? One may never know... Happy fun Friday, hope everyone had a lovely Valentine's day :)
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23/F/Michigan
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 8:47 AM UTC
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