With each kiss I plant, I wait for it. A hint. A glimmer. I know I will eventually reach that spot w
With each kiss I plant, I wait for it. A hint. A glimmer. I know I will eventually reach that spot where my lips will press gently enough to make the edge of your mouth begin to curl up into that irresistible smile. -- source link
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