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Another Kiss
Twas a feeling, much more
Than I dared to own.
She saw it in my eyes
And wished in half-breath signs
To speak but did not.
As I bit my lip and restrained my scream,
Sweat painted our bodies and soaked her mane.
Yet still I desired another kiss
As sweet as honey or peppermint.
Despite those urgent hips that thrust
Against me.
I long for what I have just mentioned.
Those hungry lips I wish to kiss
As sweet as honey or peppermint.
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