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Nov 2010
I lay down gently
And watch
Hair falls gently
Wisps on your
Lips –
Run my nose
Against your cheek
And my thumb,
On your chin.
I grin
And feel
Heavy hearted,
Beating, pounding
As I search for your neck;
And lay fingers,
Trail kisses
Emblazoned skin.
Deep within,
I hunger
For you.
Joyce
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