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I Like the Way He Whispers

I like the way he whispers in my ear Even when I don't know what he's saying... I like how under the delicate veil of night He held me close beside him And put my hand gently to his lips And kissed my fingers... I like the way his lips on my finger Can make me forget everything but this Darkly sweet sensation- I want to feel it on every part of me... The way he presses his lips To my fingers...

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