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Oct 2014
I enjoy your invasion of my thoughts
Long late night talks
Boy, you make me hot
I yearn for your touch
The feeling of when its all too much
Curl my toes, and bite my lip
As my nails graze along your hip

That would have been enough
Just your sweet physical touch
But you unleashed it on my mind
A part of me I never thought I'd find

Reemerged
Rose
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