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I.

Eyes scarcely put face to name

yet fingers have traced this jaw,

tips settling tanned hollows,

where fevered lips would graze…

II.

Lit lines, drew each other in,

flames first glow, then blaze.

Salty flesh, wrapped sueded sin,

so many notes, each one you’ve trilled.

to heat…to light…to love.

Convergent inside one touch…

III.

Stretch arch to ache, growing steadily,

whispers spur growls, rippling flesh,

to purr ‘neath ministering tenderness.

These unguarded moments rare, and new,

within this night entirely of Us~

I am held by You…

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