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Trickle and moist describes his mood when flesh to flesh do caress ruby lips trailing a curve of delight... her heart beats faster they lie together in a sweet embrace the tips of their noses touch she can't help but reach her tongue out to tell him she still wants and needs and yearns even this was not enough some watch with silent remorse, envy, and endless sorrow two lovers entangled in a web of flesh fast like the winds yet slow like a neverending ceremony... her eyes blink, his lips tremble her fingers fumble, his skin is warm he closes his eyes and opens them again and takes her lips and moves his hips fast faster ver

it is something innocent pure physical lust is not second nature even though hormones and bacteria give once porcelain faces impurities the feelings are true and clear Pure like dew drops of the morning on clean cut lawn like a fountain of untouched rain water like her love for him, his love for her... white dresses twirl with the blow of summer winds salty lips kisses unchapped sweet tears drop with every farewell goodbye sweet love until their innocence fades it is not that they part or grow apart never stronger are the beatings of their hearts fingers entwined only him only her only together two feathers dance in air