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lips of sin.

Maybe it was a butterfly effect
This reoccurring infatuation beneath my skin,
between the layers of my affection for him,
That escaped my soul to air,
or maybe I died at the very beginning,
when he caressed my final breath
within his lips of pure sin.
Nardine Sanderson 04/09/2015

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Tony Taylor

Hey Deano!!...........your ability has become quality mind to paper............this was sensual in it's immediacy.......you're so dam good girl!!..........where's my hugs?.............kisses.........T xo

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Nardine Sanderson

Haha always hugs and kisses for you Tony Taylor, hope you are well sweetie pie :) xox love you heaps xox

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Jack Sprat

Seems so sad but beautiful as well...

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