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Soft kisses
breathed upon
milky skin-
trembling fingers
caress
silver moon breasts,
our only time
to be
truely togehter
a stolen breath
in a chokehold
called
society
hesitant lips
meet a second
apir
its
piano fingers
trace
sensual pictures
where only those
who own the
hearts
lock and key
may travel
a toungue
travels
over glistening
skin;
heart pounding
mind
falling
apart
eyes forever
searching for
and aware of
what little time
is
left
the clock ticks
an imposing beat
against the
heated
passion
of two
hurried
lovers
frames and hardened
by
stolen time-
their sensual,
sexual love
cut short
by their
upbringing
this is the only
way
to be right for
they
but it is not
unfortunately
they
who counts.
society.
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