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I remember the curve of your back beneath your dress,
the way soft fabric sat upon your breast.
I remember the curl of your lip,
the way they parted to let out a witty quip.
I remember the taste of your skin,
the feeling of my lips against your chin.
Do you remember the night we shared,
on that beautiful night on which we paired?
Do you remember the sound of my voice,
the gasps we shared when you used your toys?
Do you remember even my name,
for I will remember yours always, my dame.
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Unspoken Serenades: Poetry
PoetryA collection of my poetry. I am quite the amateur so don't expect anything ground-breaking. This book will feature romantic, erotic and humorous poetry. It will serve as a poetry journal and will be updated regularly whenever I happen to write somet...
