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By violet Date: 2001 Jul 06 Comment on this Work [[2001.07.06.17.20.30239]] |
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my lips are painted fire-rouge my breasts are pushed up tight a little dress of ebony is what i'll wear tonight you'll take me tightly in your arms and gently smell my hair you'll feel drunken from the scent of perfume hidden there we'll dance and talk and be in love together now at last smiling that the wait is gone the lonely time has passed your fingers will trail down my back slide smoothly on my hips and you will hear "i love you dear" from these fire engine lips |