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Our secret.

Our secret.

Our secret.

Let me touch your body
make the curve of lines
awake the gluttony.

Let me crack your lips
taste your blushing passion
paste desire on cheeks.

Let me sail your belly
calm your released storm
keep the weight of  secret.
 

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Pure405Evil

Very well worded, GREAT job on this one.

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Hervé Deleu

Hey Pure... and Evil...
Thanks. I think this 2 words (pure/evil) are the borders of humanity (and love).
Let's find the way between...

Hervé
(Belgium/Europe).
 

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Pure405Evil

I agree completely with you. My name used to be Pure666Evil, which caused more problems than it was worth....but no one got what I meant by it. Pure is God, or whatever is your Higher Power, the 666 was us.....man, and the Evil was of course Satan or whatever is the equal. We as man, are stuck in the middle of good and Evil. They didn't see it. All they noticed was the 666 and THAT didn't go well lol.
But, thank you for the reply and I'm with you, let's find the answer.

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Pratibha Savani

Oh I like this. So well written and great descriptive words in a little short piece.
Px

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Hervé Deleu

Hey Pratibha. I can only encourage you to write on in this discipline. It's not easy, Stick to the first words. I think you can. 
Greetings from Belgium (Europe). 
Hervé.

 

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Yiyan Han

This is very good, and "the weight of secret" is long lifted ;)

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