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| Wednesday, September 28, 2005, 7:01:39 AM |
Intimacy You sit, and place me down across your lap Gently you stroke my skin slow, languorous caresses your hands... holding me, touching me I offer myself to them. Your eyes... never leave my face, you gaze lovingly at me, undertones of hunger, A slight smile playing on your lips. I watch you through heavy lidded eyes that speak my love and lust only to you only for you and I lie wrapped in your love nothing between us intimacy. |
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