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"Devoured you with another warmed cup of cappuccino
chewed your sweated skin...
even the lips... even your drooled mouth;
bit the dressing of your scarlet cuts real hard;
gently kept my hand 'pon your racy breast;
In a blink, you got shackled by the pleasure of this unforgotten love,
I creep inside the volcano of your voluptuous flesh
& ripped you whole, apart...
like a burning wisp of red-light street-card
left lone into the bed of memories
holding the true colors of morning to the harassment of heart
that got burst out with the castles of tempted spark
Tis's a real nice art
that got designed; shaped & beloved by the desperation of midnight, sweetheart."
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