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June 19, 2025 at 08:23 AM
Your hips talk in riddles
and my hands⦠they love puzzles
You bite your lip like itβs my fault
and darling, I confess
I like the blame
Your eyes say "stop,"
but your body?
It screams more.l
We dance on the line of sin and thrill
tongues tangled in secrets we never swore
The night isn't innocent
but neither are we
So letβs misbehave
and blame it on poetry
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