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May 2013
I just want someone to touch
To feel hands hold
My tired withered soul
Have them slide down my thigh
Until they find a sigh
Supple lips, and twinkled eyes
Exploring me with delight
Someone I can hide in
To trace my face and lift my chin
Pull inside warmth
Breath out words
I love…._
Tea
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Tea  In my own head
(In my own head)   
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   Joe, Emily Tyler and Gary Muir
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