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May 2018
All it would take is a simple fingertip
Sliding along the top of your shoulder
Moving slowly towards your neck

Leaning in and whispering
“I want you. Take me” quietly by your ear,
The breath of those words
Radiating warmth upon your neck
Igniting your skin for me alone to stroke
That.... that is just a bonus
Stumblebum Fumbletongue
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