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As red as our lips
It's a hot July night
memories linger
in my head and I
begin to smile
Damn, how he loved
that smile
The salty flavor of
his lips, I can still taste
as I lick my lips
I wonder what that
hot July night
would say if it
could tell the
world about our
romance
It would turn red
As red as our lips
memories linger
in my head and I
begin to smile
Damn, how he loved
that smile
The salty flavor of
his lips, I can still taste
as I lick my lips
I wonder what that
hot July night
would say if it
could tell the
world about our
romance
It would turn red
As red as our lips
Published 8th Jul 2014
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8th Jul 2014 1:06am
I like the way it comes full circle. You tie it off well. Hot write Tommie. Enjoyed.
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8th Jul 2014 5:08am
I like the hint of mystery in this piece, who was that masked man, and the personal connection always present in your work. Brava Tommie girl :)
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8th Jul 2014 9:26am
lovely Tommie this is a sexy sultry write feeling your hot July night full of passion :) with love Crim
8th Jul 2014 2:31pm
8th Jul 2014 7:27pm
the night of July
I remember those nights
when the moon peeped
off and on
the clouds ran chasing one another
and about gals we all did bother
American or not
all women love to be loved
whether it be a July night or June's bright all women love
the males sight!
I haven't read yo since long
nor do I feel
to anyone I need to belong
You are a poetess so strong
all American guys will love to be
with you
I remember those nights
when the moon peeped
off and on
the clouds ran chasing one another
and about gals we all did bother
American or not
all women love to be loved
whether it be a July night or June's bright all women love
the males sight!
I haven't read yo since long
nor do I feel
to anyone I need to belong
You are a poetess so strong
all American guys will love to be
with you
8th Jul 2014 8:17pm
8th Jul 2014 8:22pm
