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lips
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Sunday, October 17, 2010
Rain
Skin and my fingertips
fresh...
Rime blending in our warmth
Misty twinkles on brown waves of hair
Your shimmering eyes
I'm sinking and flying
Drinking raindrops of smooth, burning lips
...I'm slipping
Don't let go!
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