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I painted your picture in my head,
For so long you haven't gone,
Your face locked away in the deepest corner of my heart,
Still here withstanding ..
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Stay, let’s make love till morning,
Let us kiss and caress.
I want to feel your every touch,
penetrating my mind till I had enough.
Beneat..
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I awake at the peak of dawn,
reaching for my long black hair,But to see your lovely fingers tangled in them,
your breathing soft and sound as the m..
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