Every Love Is A New Leaf.
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It is not the first kiss to him or to her.
They are the first to kiss each other.
Yet the kiss is wrought with the same tingle.
Tasted honey won’t blur the one at hand.
15.09.2000, Pkmd
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