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May I not forget The way skin feels Beneath the wake of my hands Smooth Sympathetic to the touch Rolling Gliding To the rythem I choose My hands envelope you causing parasympathetic response Beneath my finger tips Relaxing you to the fullest A gift to me a gift to you Let me feel Let me give let me love May I not forget The way skin feels Beneath the wake of my hands
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Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 12:02 AM UTC
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May I not forget The way skin feels Beneath the wake of my hands Smooth Sympathetic to the touch Rolling Gliding To the rythem I choose My hands envelope you causing parasympathetic response Beneath my finger tips Relaxing you to the fullest A gift to me a gift to you Let me feel Let me give let me love May I not forget The way skin feels Beneath the wake of my hands
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Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 12:02 AM UTC
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