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lily Apr 2015
your hands running through my hair
your hands tracing patterns on my skin
your hands cupping my jaw
your hands curled over my hip
your hands sliding over my bare back
your hands gripping my nape
your hands caressing my face
your hands pinning my arms above my head
your hands under my shirt
your hands roaming restlessly, possessively, and tenderly.

— The End —