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Your lips linger on my cheek for just a little longer until you whispered, *"Please, let us not haste for this time with each other is a terrible thing to waste."* His smooth, velvety lips touched mine and in an instant, my brain erupted into a chemical storm which devoured my body, mind and soul. I cherished that day. Never have we carped so much diem.
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Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
My Romantic Side
Your lips linger on my cheek for just a little longer until you whispered, *"Please, let us not haste for this time with each other is a terrible thing to waste."* His smooth, velvety lips touched mine and in an instant, my brain erupted into a chemical storm which devoured my body, mind and soul. I cherished that day. Never have we carped so much diem.
This never happened in reality. I just felt like it would be fun to write a romantic poem.
wistful-wanderer
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Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
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