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Touch and Taste

Your fingers sliding, grasping, pulling Along my warm, white skin Give me your hand And I’ll show you where to begin Up or down or can’t you even decide Either way you travel I have nothing else to hide To taste here and touch there You can take it all off Open up your senses And begin to feel me gentle and soft It’s already beginning Higher and higher we climb Spending a moment in perfection As we reach the great divine At last I’m awake Reality has set in It never really happened Only in dreams can I be with you once again.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 11/16/2010 8:43:00 AM
Good job bringing passion alive and the loss of a lover.
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