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Sensual opium trespassed my palate as she reached out for me–her touch made me heady, a gorgeous gesture imparted after many months of separation. There was no caprice in her manner, no hesitation, only a warm cascade of sensation as her lips met mine. I thought it impossible to further magnify my feelings of love for her, but when we finally met again after this long absence, it seemed as if my elastic heart swelled anew.
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The Bag Lady 
Wow!
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😉
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A lovely love story and far less toxic than the pairing in my poem.
~cie from poetry of the netherworld~
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Beautiful, Cheryl
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Thank you S
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You’re welcome 😉
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I see I had an extra but in there but edited it out though too late🤯
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Happens to me too.
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