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Lips

Jan 9, 2025
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Updated: Jul 14, 2025

By Henoga Sanesh Ariyamal


Your kisses dressed up my skin,

I could fell butterflies with your every touch

When your eyes met mine, I could

See It wasn’t lust but love you

Held it for me for all these years

Your words dipping like honey from

Your lips slowed down by racing heart.


By Henoga Sanesh Ariyamal






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