Temporary Bliss
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Last published Sat, Nov 29, 2014
"We were on fire...Now we're frozen....There's no desire.....Nothing spoken.....I think You're just playin' but I keep waitin' for your heart"--- I said. I pulled her then I put my arms round her waist and kissed her.
I wondered if I ought to kiss her or....
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