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Jun 2010
touch
touch my hand,
touch my hand,
all day long (or
perhaps all night)
let me smell your sweet
perfume,
and i will not request
the taste of your
lips,
lady, oh, those lips
touch my hand...
D. Conors
c. 14 November 1994
Written by
D Conors
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