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delectation — Sun, 12 Nov 2006 17:58:20 +0000

„I touch your lips, with my finger I touch the edge of your mouth, I draw them as if I were sculpturing them, as if they were just about to open, and it only takes a second for me to close my eyes and wipe thiss all out and start again; every time I make the lips I really desire, the lips one out of the million, chosen by me in total freedom. My hand should draw them on Your face, and they accidentalyy would match your lips, smiling under my hand.

If we kiss it is sweetness, and if we strangle in one short and rapid breathe we caught together, this death lasting for one second is beautiful.”

Delectation

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