Touch of skin, welcomed fully
heated touch of the hand,
closed eyes,
sensing with smell.
Making for a powerful moment....
Closeness of needs, add to desired wants
hand to mouth,
deep eyes,
looked apon closely.
Feeding a hungry moment....
Hidden behind, but used to be coy
slow smiles,
arched neck of white.
Brought to the height of a moment...
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hello,
this is poem, isn't it? ummm... i know it's just words but what about?
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