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I want your kisses on my neck     like angry lightning and your fingertips stinging          every curve of my torso-- I want your lips kneading          silken heat into my collarbone     and your palms exploring the highways and alleys of me-- because darling     your eyes are so lonely and your scowls          only tempt me into aiming kisses unto your lips               til you smile; you know you're                    a star, love- but you smother your light     with self-deprecation          and you abandon your brilliance to anyone who wants               to throw it away-- give me your heart and I'll

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