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By Alain Safa.

Breathing your breath was the first thing I did.

And Im still breathing…

Moving the first move to your world was the first move I did.

And Im still moving on…

Loving you was the first cell you creat to build me up.

And you still creating…

Meeting you was the first view I saw.

And even I become that old, nothing is beautiful as your view…

Kissing you was the first red kiss my lips did.

And nothing red as much as your hot glow…

Touching your skin was the first thing my figers caress.

And nothing can be compared with the touching of your wetness…

Standing there

Waiting there

Longing there

And… still want your energie to recharge my batteries.

Would you sting your lips on mine?

Would you open this bottle of red wine?

Would you melt my ice with your fire of divine?

I need your energy

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