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By Prerafaelite © Copyright February 2002.

 

 

Softly speckled light filters gently over mounds

Flesh stood proud and firm.

Hands caress firmly with desire that knows no bounds

Lust contained barely, yet you squirm.

Breaking thought, the beauty of love received

Shattered not the impatience to be seen

Of devotions and commitment refusing to deceive

The greatest gift, a love long been.

 

 

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