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you take my hand
gently trace my palm
inspires me
reminds me
of my mom
love and innocence
slumbers with us
in our bed
it's not said
but it's strong
my lust for you
it's even
always just on time
but I'm satisfied
just knowing your mine
my knowing hand
is always in your hair
so content and safe
knowing you are there
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