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Her heart's a captive Iole, my hands pressed softly to her back. Lips a place where I will stay, to keep our love intact. And at her lips I shall stay, to keep our love intact.
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Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 10:44 AM UTC
david-john-mowers
Kiss
Her heart's a captive Iole, my hands pressed softly to her back. Lips a place where I will stay, to keep our love intact. And at her lips I shall stay, to keep our love intact.
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