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I ache to trace my tongue
On the canvas of your skin.
Paint you with the colors
Of my amor and ardour.
I want to draw kisses and
sketch love bites on you.

You are already an art.
I desire to make you a "MASTERPIECE".

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If conditions become suitable for you and your community reigns, to be blunt like the patriarchs today, don't consider yourself superior, don't dominate the other gender(s). You are that homosapien that's full of love, compassion and all the beautiful feelings in the world that make this life and world, liveable and a better place respectively.

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