» your smile
your lips curl around spaces between words
i can imagine the dewy softness on my body
so soft and so male and so aggressive
you devour me slowly and with so much tenderness
…drink in my skin
…breathe out my soul
Popularity: 12% [?]
By Tinu • November 10, 2008
your lips curl around spaces between words
i can imagine the dewy softness on my body
so soft and so male and so aggressive
you devour me slowly and with so much tenderness
…drink in my skin
…breathe out my soul
Popularity: 12% [?]
Categories: love, poetry
Tags: kiss, kissing, love, love poem, love poems, love poetry, relationships, sex, smile
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