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The Veil

Your eyes glow molten
through swirling blue cigar smoke
- glints of Seduction

As I kiss your lips,
pungent wisps stream out your nose.
I inhale deeply.

Breath to breath, I taste
strong tobacco on your tongue.
My lungs pull you in.

Enticed, excited,
I exhale a plume that came
from deep within you.

spiritus ad spiritum
Written by BlueTwain
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