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By Rhetoric Date: 2002 Oct 09 Comment on this Work [[2002.10.09.11.17.4937]] |
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sweet release, captured in a fog of frenzied kisses my hazy, romantic memory drifts back to each second of loving my breath is heavy, my lips are throbbing from pressure your hands are everywhere, yet never once fully touch my body slowly I come to know your movements |