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I love you.
I want to write poems on your skin, with my lips on your body. Showing how much that I love you, by every kiss that I had made. Hearing a moan escape from your lovely lips, as they spread apart when we french kissed. As words came out into a whisper, that said I love you from every kiss. We only lay there after awhile, listing to each other's heart racing, from love making and fallen asleep in each other's arms dreaming of happiness.
© Charlotte B.