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You feel with what your fingertips

would brush, with cocked brow

ravishing over painted lips.

You feel with what your gazing eyes

would see, with stolen glances

among the starlit skies.

It was you, at every turn,

with your soft heated breath,

enflames desire in which I yearn.

It was you, beneath the night

skies, who molded flesh against

flesh, becoming my guiding light.

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