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A Story Without An End

In death there is beauty
and I die a little every time
my mind thinks about
caressing, most delectable you

my eyes wander thru your chapters
and I wonder what it would be like
laying down my ink on top of yours

dotting your eyes with one of kind kisses
crossing your wet t's and perfect created curves
with more than one single brush

we'd blush
as the pages flipped again and again
a story without an end
Written by JusTim_
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