Pleasures
I reached out to you and you to me. You stood in
nakedness and I could see the
beauty in you that awaited me.
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Your hands reached to touch you, and a chill ran down my spine. The thoughts were running wild, I had to touch you if just this time.
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I reached out my hand and your softness I did touch, I never wanted to touch any one this much.
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If I were a potter and you a piece of clay, I would mold my hand to the warmth of you.
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Just like that day.
Written by� T ;)..
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THANK YOU
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