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Infatuation

I can still taste your soul,
All over my lips
Something I miss,
Last encounter was magic,
It started in the kitchen
Ending up to the bedroom,
Your hands on my chest,
My lips on your neck
I can still taste your soul❤️😍
Written by PoeticVonny (Vonny)
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