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Goosebumps

Hard-working, calloused hands firmly imprint ridges upon my back. Your sandpaper face, like a fine file, smooths against my neck gently. Like your rugged bristle terrain, my arm hairs stand erect. 11-7-19

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Brenda Chiri

Date: 12/29/2019 4:26:00 PM

Congrats on HM! Great poem!;)

Juliet Ligon
Date: 12/29/2019 11:37:00 PM

Thanks, Brenda.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/10/2019 7:58:00 PM

I will post it sometime this week (hopefully before it closes. haha) my response to what you said below.

Juliet Ligon
Date: 11/11/2019 12:12:00 AM

Okay. I look forward to it.

Silent One

Date: 11/9/2019 5:23:00 PM

you give me goosebumps... nice poem..

Juliet Ligon
Date: 11/11/2019 12:11:00 AM

Thanks, Silent One.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/8/2019 9:13:00 PM

wow, I love how you did your goosebumps poem. I have not seen anyone yet write on the thing that gives them to ME (and it's such a common thing.) I better get going on mine!!

Juliet Ligon
Date: 11/8/2019 10:33:00 PM

Thanks, Andrea. Besides personality, these are the two sexiest things about my man --- his hands and when he neglects to shave for a few days. I'm curious what your common goosebumps theme is. I'll be back to read it.