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Jun 2010
i often just crave the brushing of a denim knee,
the tapping of brave fingers.

i want to have a shoulder to escape in,
all for myself.

i'm longing for a timid hand locked to my hip,
gently squeezing passion into my bones.

i want to share a heart beat.

please,
just someone to feel from my head to my toes.
Julia White
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Julia White  California
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