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Us Panic, worry, Followed by gentle touch, And soothing, calming words Hands meet and hold, Lips touch and kiss, Eyes look and love. Ignore all others, Shut out unbelievers And those who can�t understand Just us and a comfy seat, In a crowded night-club. Pouring rain on both our faces, Wet clothes, wet bodies, But warm together. Pleasure in such delicious friction, As we move together. Gentle release From the heartache, Of what feels like months apart; As one for the first time. |
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