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Grace Pearl Jun 2012
Skin against skin
Lips wrap around mine
Your tongue slips into my mouth
And pushes to the top
A hand creeps down
Rests on my hip
Fingertips dig into my skin
Pulling me closer
Skin to skin
The rush to remove clothes
How to get closer
Hands pull at my hair
Lips brush against my jaw
Teeth graze my neck
Can't move faster
Can't continue
All stops.

The want.
The urgency.
The need.
Won't stop.

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