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Your touch can be as soft as a feather A trickling feeling my down stomach Tickling my body as your hands embrace me Or Your touch can be as aggressive as a wrestler I feel secure as you hold me Rough housing playfully as the night falls From the lips that place a kiss Feeling bliss as if it were my first Adding a burst of love and joy Your touch the only net I want my body to be caught by The feeling that I can fly when every I'm in your arms A feeling I never want to die
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Dec 21, 2011
Dec 21, 2011 at 5:49 PM UTC
Your Touch
Your touch can be as soft as a feather A trickling feeling my down stomach Tickling my body as your hands embrace me Or Your touch can be as aggressive as a wrestler I feel secure as you hold me Rough housing playfully as the night falls From the lips that place a kiss Feeling bliss as if it were my first Adding a burst of love and joy Your touch the only net I want my body to be caught by The feeling that I can fly when every I'm in your arms A feeling I never want to die
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jkela-smith
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Dec 21, 2011
Dec 21, 2011 at 5:49 PM UTC
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