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By muryan Date: 2002 Jun 21 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.21.22.33.23015]] |
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Sometimes I feel Like plucking a feather from your wings. I'd love to run it down your chest And trace devilish patterns down, down.... To slide my tongue across your skin And taste a bit of heaven on earth. I want to caress your heavenly body But your skin, so soft, is to beautiful for my fingers. |