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I love how we wrote our poem and its end left me

I love how we wrote our poem and 
its end left me wanting for more.

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That evening when you asked me to assist you write a poem on love, I remember how you unveiled my robes of shyness and fumbled your fingers to savour every inch of my skin. And how the ink of passion oozed out your lips. You love caressing your page before writing, don't you? And finally, you dived into my depth as if you were searching for the crux of your poem. And that moment of ultimate pleasure when we found it. I still have the spills of your ink on my neck. I love how we wrote our poem and how its end left me wanting for more.

–the_ablaze_etoile 
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Just because you told me to write one, Anupam!
I love how we wrote our poem and 
its end left me wanting for more.

//caption 
That evening when you asked me to assist you write a poem on love, I remember how you unveiled my robes of shyness and fumbled your fingers to savour every inch of my skin. And how the ink of passion oozed out your lips. You love caressing your page before writing, don't you? And finally, you dived into my depth as if you were searching for the crux of your poem. And that moment of ultimate pleasure when we found it. I still have the spills of your ink on my neck. I love how we wrote our poem and how its end left me wanting for more.

–the_ablaze_etoile 
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Just because you told me to write one, Anupam!
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