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Nose To Nose

Our bodys close
I feel the heat radiating, pulsating
The sweet smell of your cologne tickles my nose
Your making me quiver from head to toe
Breathing deep and lost
Skin so soft
All to be heard is our heartbeats,
As you hold onto your breathe
Your short gasps of air, my fingers gliding threw your hair
Bliss at its finest
Laughing supressed
Our actions take us onto the cold hard floor
Oh, how I love our tickle wars

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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O'Neal Avatar
July 8, 2011 at 1:03 PM
Awesome! I felt every word... Great writing..
Sumler Avatar
July 7, 2011 at 11:48 PM
What a beautiful romantic piece! Luv the last line! Wonderful write indeed
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