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A
Touch from Me
My
touch will be yours to feel
Each
chord I shall play will be ached with sweet pain
Ecstasy
will live in your skin
Fire
will consume your heart with flames
You
will be wet long before I touch your love
When
I enter soft and sweet
Growing
to a thing of beauty
You
will be filled beyond capacity
Your
mind can’t grasp the depth I’m in
It’s
the first time someone has touched your soul.
Dean
Jean-Pierre
(Written from
fragments of conversations to make a singular thought.)
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