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My little finger taps unconsciously as my thoughts wander to the warmth of your hand An electric shiver runs softly down my spine. Then my awareness returns to my little finger resting once more Besides the cold air leaving me trembling. I close my eyes and hold my own cold palm with my hand Thinking of your eyes inside my mind.
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2d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 10:18 AM UTC
Thinking of you..
My little finger taps unconsciously as my thoughts wander to the warmth of your hand An electric shiver runs softly down my spine. Then my awareness returns to my little finger resting once more Besides the cold air leaving me trembling. I close my eyes and hold my own cold palm with my hand Thinking of your eyes inside my mind.
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Jun 3, 2026 at 10:18 AM UTC
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