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Mar 2015
She fell for the clumsiness of
his touch when they first met,
nerves of loves first kiss.
He had become swift and
eloquent with is touch.
Now his fingers questioned
and answered every part of her and
she loved how his fingers spoke
fluently to her body in a language
without words.
Lennox Jones
Written by
Lennox Jones  Auckland
(Auckland)   
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