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her kisses

her lips
pressed gentle
to
my wishes,
she herself
becoming
my favorite,
her perfume
had me
drunk,
but,
there was
a sweetness
to her kissing,
to be
remembered,
replacing
all of
the other
memories
of kisses
i tossed away.
Written by wolfatthedoor1966
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