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The Nape of Her Neck
I can visualize you on your side, sleeping
Gently, I lift the hair from your shoulders
To expose the nape of your neck
It whispers, quietly sings a sensual song
My lips gently touching your skin, we dance
My tongue ventures into the valley
The nape of your neck, indented, erotic
Eyes fixed, I see your body respond
Your skin tone reveals red, passion
You gasp, quitely your body reacts
No words are spoken, yet you speak loudly
I can smell, I can taste the desire
The nape of your neck, calls my name
~Rick Berry
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