touch beautiful man
| He touched me
It was over by the window And was only in passing It meant little to him But his hand was on my side And I felt its warmth For a moment it defined me The curve of his hand Melded to me And said You’re young You’re slim You’re beautiful You’re worth touching Time stood still I existed in the moment Then he smiled Said something cute And moved on Leaving behind a glow And an ache Oh my soul mate Where are you? I long to be touched again To feel your hands define me Caress me Love me And set my soul free. |
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And can I touch him? I’m desirous for this!
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Another wonderful piece of work!!
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Glad you like it!!
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the poetry is so beautiful
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Thank you!!!!!
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