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Temptation
He knows
What I don't know
And what he won't give
Will be my eternal crave
The summer sun kisses him
Flushes him a tempting bronze
and I would want to kiss that.
He knows
he knows I know
he watches the thrilled expression
That I can't pull off my face
When we're inches away.
Barely inches to
Baring him
The many ways I've done before
in idle fantasies.
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Note: Little thing I wrote when I was waiting for someone to come along and inspire me to write it. Dated July 3 '01.