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love..
u are my youth..
missed..
times met..
u were mine..
when years
were too behind..
never thought I knew..
a love so fresh &
frolicky..
wanna drown in
ur bathwater..
come up..rescued..smiling
together..
where we'll
dream
of liquid scents &
harmony..
african Musk..
sandalwood burning..
where
the smell of love..
showers my bed..
where.. the Twain met..
Marks the spot..
translates..were kept..
always,
cum and Zapp
me..
I will b waiting 4 u...
lover..Create
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