@k_3k33: صح لسانك يازلم 🫡 #شعر #الكويت🇰🇼

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euusl.b
euusl.B :
صح الي قلته
2025-09-05 20:40:20
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2jmi11
Salem. :
يبا والله right لسانك
2025-09-05 23:03:28
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q92qm
AM :
صح لسانك ولد خالتي
2025-09-07 15:57:54
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90_lgo
by.dashti✂️ :
يبا وراس امي صح بدنك
2025-09-05 22:28:23
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p._v60
عَ :
وايد قوي الي قلته
2025-09-06 06:47:49
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essaalblowshy
عيسى|🅔🅢🅢🅐 :
خلود القبندي 🔥
2025-09-05 20:18:22
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publicmaz
Keep it low :
صح لسانك يا اخووووالمراجل
2025-09-05 20:44:43
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252_x_
BASHAYER :
صح لسانك برو
2025-09-05 23:05:49
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user2046183326930
أحمد :
أمبييييه
2025-09-08 06:28:48
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hbz_779
الآرعن :
واذا قلتله صح لسانك يقولك عيل شلون عيل 💫🦦
2025-09-06 00:19:51
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d3doy0
بوداعي⚓️🤍 :
صح ليانك 😞
2025-09-06 00:14:04
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_jes60
🩺👨🏽‍⚕️ :
عاش لسانك
2025-09-05 22:14:19
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j_q814
🦋 🇰🇼تــاء 🇰🇼🦋 :
احلا حچي واحلا كلام كلامنا 🥰
2025-09-05 19:25:25
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itsmyspaceyall
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صح حلجك خووووووقلبي
2025-09-05 20:37:55
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wahabalf
Wahab :
وشرف تيتا شاعر
2025-09-06 12:16:01
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h5.18c
Alazmi 💐 :
2025-09-06 00:18:11
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alalshaikk
Sh :
قصايدي الي ب الملاحضات
2025-09-06 17:00:19
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mrrbombastic1
Mrbombastic :
اولا نار الكلام صج عاليرح😔💔
2025-09-06 00:13:59
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zquf_
بسام السهلي :
عدل عدل صح السانة خو قلبي 🤣🤣🤣🤣
2025-09-05 20:54:33
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1dg.0
غاليـه | Alfadhli :
صح حلجك bro
2025-09-05 22:08:17
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7qk6
AKS :
حجي صح السانك
2025-09-05 22:27:49
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jfficexqrgz
Abdullah | عبدالله 🇸🇦🇰🇼. :
صح اللسان حقك حجي
2025-09-05 23:27:38
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vm26v
𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐄 :
الشعر حده سوبر
2025-09-06 08:12:43
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sarah.alf98
م.ساره :
اللي قلته وايد صح
2025-09-06 08:30:49
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.__2iu
SHA :
صح السانك اهنيك على القوافي يالحضري
2025-09-05 19:28:55
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We sat in a small café, the evening beginning to settle outside, with city lights flickering, creating a soft backdrop for our date. In front of us were bright cupcakes, each topped with a swirl of frosting and colorful sprinkles. Hank, as always, was full of energy, chatting about something funny, and eagerly took a big bite of his cupcake. I noticed that his nose and the corners of his mouth were now covered in frosting. A smile spread across my face as I watched him, completely unaware, with that funny white smudge on his face. He kept talking, oblivious to how he looked, and I couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh. He raised his eyebrows, confused by what was so funny. «Hold on,» I gently interrupted, reaching for the napkins. Carefully, as if it were a ritual, I leaned in and started wiping the frosting from his nose and lips. His skin was warm under my fingers, and he froze, looking at me with surprise and quiet gratitude. When I finished, Hank caught my hand and pressed it to his cheek, as if savoring the brief closeness. In that moment, time seemed to slow down—the café buzzed with voices, cups clinking somewhere, but for us, it was only this tender gesture. Our eyes met, and his gaze sparkled with a warmth that words couldn’t capture. He leaned slightly toward the table, whispering, «You’re always so caring.» And I realized that in these small moments—when I’m wiping frosting from his face, when he’s holding my hand—the essence of our connection was woven…🤎💜
We sat in a small café, the evening beginning to settle outside, with city lights flickering, creating a soft backdrop for our date. In front of us were bright cupcakes, each topped with a swirl of frosting and colorful sprinkles. Hank, as always, was full of energy, chatting about something funny, and eagerly took a big bite of his cupcake. I noticed that his nose and the corners of his mouth were now covered in frosting. A smile spread across my face as I watched him, completely unaware, with that funny white smudge on his face. He kept talking, oblivious to how he looked, and I couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh. He raised his eyebrows, confused by what was so funny. «Hold on,» I gently interrupted, reaching for the napkins. Carefully, as if it were a ritual, I leaned in and started wiping the frosting from his nose and lips. His skin was warm under my fingers, and he froze, looking at me with surprise and quiet gratitude. When I finished, Hank caught my hand and pressed it to his cheek, as if savoring the brief closeness. In that moment, time seemed to slow down—the café buzzed with voices, cups clinking somewhere, but for us, it was only this tender gesture. Our eyes met, and his gaze sparkled with a warmth that words couldn’t capture. He leaned slightly toward the table, whispering, «You’re always so caring.» And I realized that in these small moments—when I’m wiping frosting from his face, when he’s holding my hand—the essence of our connection was woven…🤎💜

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