Landscape of our Figures

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A painted sky with rosy clouds
Just opposite of me
Fields filled with flower-crowds
I want to touch so badly

A brown gaze through old vines
Staring at my soul
Closeness from the outlines
Of your divine whole

I touch your neck and feel the beat
Of your heart racing true
Remembering the treat
To feel the love of you

My lips start touching yours
Your honey-sweetend smile
The landscape of our figures
Kissing for a while

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This indeed is about two lesbians.

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