Posted 06-24-2008 at 06:18 PM by njqt466 My lips were stained with cherry juice,
His kisses stole from me the truth.
I yearned for more & more each day.
His kisses took my pain away.
In the morning when he had left, I was surprised, to find I was not bereft.
For me the difference between love and lust is, he left me whole and not so lost. | 
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