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In The Kitchen
BM (02-09-1988 / ethiopia)

In The Kitchen

Poem By bethlehem maresa

i was sitting on the counter
you standing up between my leg
my arms around your neck
your arms tight around my waist

every second was a lifetime
the air between us was heated
i smiled as i looked into your eyes
i knew then we would kiss

your lips were on mine
and my heart skipped a beat
you hugged me more tightly
letting me into your fantasy

i couldnt get close enough to you
and somewhere a part of me
was begging you not to stop
our first kiss was magic

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