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Oct 2014
"Touch me", I was told.
I replied, in what way?
Cuz I can touch in ways I don't even have to physically even share skin.
A way that can run into an aquatic ocean, deep, deep within.
Adventurously exploring into your odyssey at an atmospheric pressure.
Bringing out the best in you, discovering hidden treasures.
Burrowing into your ****** not only through pleasure,
your eyes laid on mine is enough existence to fully measure.
The way I'd make your mind ******, you'd heavily swirl the seas.
Inhabiting through your waters, I could join the marines.
I am a water sign,
you know....Scorpios & their drives..
In the depths of your ocean, continuously helping you rise,
I'd dive through your mind
& keep you energized.
Feeling your waves, causing bursting tidal currents and dugs.
When I told you I'd touch you, I knew I'd make your water pump.
I felt your magical attraction & I knew I would make you come.
Enough to touch your bottom, I'd need a submarine.
Scuba dive as you spread, the deeper your sea.
I can balance you baby, so step into my scale,
I'll transform your credited life into good, how far we could sail.
Tee Gypsy
Written by
Tee Gypsy  Tallahasseee, Fl
(Tallahasseee, Fl)   
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   Harley Hucof
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