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Monday, February 4, 2013

Warm Lips, Warm Bed


I am so easy.
It isn't even funny.

Honestly?

I am really,
very, picky.

If I climbed into your bed,
it was probably just a simple
thing
you said,

which warmed me to your smile,
allowing me, to love you for awhile;

since it felt so right -
can we do it again, every night?


~Sabrina
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