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Jul 2013
Bright eyed baby
Make me manic
Take me higher!
Dilated pupils
Stuck in webs of
spun desire...
I want to know you in ways
Only a doctor should know
Above-within-between-around-below
I want to go
To a place where only bodies can speak
Hip to hip
Heart to heart
Chest to chest
And cheek
My cheek!
How lucky am I,
To be looking into those bright eyes?
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Written by
Rita G  California
(California)   
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