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Written: © Maxima 

All I need is
But a tiny, sweet tremble
Of your lower lip,
An ordinary whisper
Of your eyelashes
A usual, yet familiar sign
The sign I hold on to,
And I will walk the clouds
Once again
Make the moon
Close its eyes
As I, playful, kiss that tremble
Of your lip
Gently
As I kiss that simple
But charming whisper
Of your eylashes
Subtle signs of
Unbridled passion
Burning inside you