The Architecture Of Emotion
Beliefs about life, love & everything in between. Poetry, photography & other musings.
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all I am is yours
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all I am is yours
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Sunday, July 1, 2012
he
blurs t
h
e lines between love makin
g
and fuckin
g.
...I've tasted
heaven from
his
lips.
there's
no
going
back.
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