i often find myself touching my lips as a reminder of you,
hoping i could relive the touch of me against you.
♡
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Until the Last Drop
PoetryI was going to give you my heart; you may not have wanted it, and that was okay but still, I gave it to you anyway. © Christine Marie 2017.
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i often find myself touching my lips as a reminder of you,
hoping i could relive the touch of me against you.
♡
