I want to kiss your mouth every time you speak..or smile. Your full soft lips with a hint of honey and cigarettes and something so promising it makes me weak in the knees..I love the way you look for me in your sleep, the way you moan a little when your hands glide up and down my body, the warmth and wetness of little kisses planted where your lips meet my bare skin, our warmth and peace together..asleep, yet aware of each other. Its a miracle.
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