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Your moist lips teasing my lips I long to taste you
What romantic love words could you speak
would they then be true
By loves alternate joy and torment woe
who is to really know
but only you
Kiss my waiting cheeks blooming
with the tinge of spring blush
it will for sure show
Think of me my darling when you are
alone with your wishful thoughts
a passionate tantalizing glow
Should I always love you when your pain
became so transient or just unknown
will it then ...we both will know |