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Love23:41 Jul 25 2014
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I feel her breath against my neck as I move closer
tasting the flesh - tastes salty and like well seasoned veal
I salivate and my senses heighten
she whispers my name like a sonnet
"alistair she says, Alistair make me yours forever"
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