GREG LAG

GREG LAG

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It isn't often that I relish the taste of your salty kiss as it caressed my lips and bit it gently as if to collide the thousand sparks that we could ignite if only we could unite. It isn't often I lust for the afterthought of your panting heart existing the embrace of mine. It isn't often I reminisce of our affair the one that never started yet left me in a bed of roses for which I was yet to prepare.

It isn't often that I relish the taste of your salty kiss as it caressed my lips and bit it gently as if to collide the thousand sparks that we could ignite if only we could unite. It isn't often I lust for the afterthought of your panting heart existing the embrace of mine. It isn't often I reminisce of our affair the one that never started yet left me in a bed of roses for which I was yet to prepare.

Ray Oranges

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