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To Your Lips Hi, how are you!? I’m fine, why yes, please do. So soft, so sweet, like sprinkled sugar, on a delicatessen treat. Like honey dripping, like shake sipping, like chocolate dipping, like cream whipping. Candy coated, dream floated, fantasy flying, devotion undying. Do you request my return, my humble advance? Or do you stay fettered and relinquish this chance? Advance I say! Take part in this wonder! Revel in this beauty, reservations scatter asunder! So will you take me this time, this boy of past? We’ve shared so many times, so much we wish will last. Let’s dream together in a place unknown. Let’s go there embraced, so to never be alone. |
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