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THIS KISSBreathless, you nearly leave me breathless. Spinning my heart in circles, circles ever widening. Helpless, you nearly leave me helpless. Your tender kiss weakens me, weakens my waning resolve. Dizzy, you nearly leave me dizzy. Your body nears me. I tremble, tremble with such desire you leave me hopelessly breathless, again. K.Tate Jacoby copyright August 2002 |
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