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Foreplay (Free verse) by INTRANSIT
Oh how I love to run my fingers through your angelic hair and absorb the sweet lemon scent of those tresses. Then, to put you to my lips and taste your Chardonnay breath. And nibble at your buttery tender young flesh. Oh how I wish our capers could last forever. You are truly my favorite Italian dish. To consume you endlessly would be sheer gluttony. Alas,I must say goodbye, for absence makes the heart grow fonder.

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