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Quiet Storm Quote Of The Night ~

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I made love to her on paper.
And spilled ink like passion
across the sheets.
I caressed her curves in
every love letter.
I kissed her up and down her
thighs in short sentences
and prose.
I tasted all her innocence,
without a spoken word.
I bit her lip and pulled her
hair, in between the lines.
I made her arch her back
and scream,
It only took a pen.


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