The One

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From lipstick stains to strong perfume
I enhail deep to consume
Your blissful love to your kiss so sweet
It makes me melt whenever our lips meet
Our time together starts raging fires
Becoming one and meeting our burning desires
Sparks will fly hips will rock
To us,  there is no such thing as a clock
We'll go all night never leaving bed
Until the hunger of both our love is fed

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