boiling in my blood
and worstening by the minute;
with each gaze
with each smile
with each stolen touch.
I suffer and await the treatment:
1 x kiss, as needed.
Multiple refills available.
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| My affection is an infection boiling in my blood and worstening by the minute; with each gaze with each smile with each stolen touch. I suffer and await the treatment: 1 x kiss, as needed. Multiple refills available. |
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