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A Sweet Surrender - Poem
Her lips, like honey, sweet and pure,
A touch so soft,
they’re love’s true cure.
They call me close, a burning fire,
awakening deep, untamed desire.
The way they curve,
the way they tease, ...
A touch so soft,
they’re love’s true cure.
They call me close, a burning fire,
awakening deep, untamed desire.
The way they curve,
the way they tease, ...
