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Lips are like fingers in that they both need someone’s mouth to validate, repudiate, assault and worship them. There’s a certain jones for the feeling when a pulse suddenly skips as keen insight comes from someone who is loosely elusive. Cooly abusive. Truly illusive.

Butterflies escape the nets and when they sense your sentences are japes and bereft of anything to which they can relate, then it’s time to exercise restraint. And remember that despite you being “down with whatever”, she most likely…ain’t.

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