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I haven't felt anything sense you went away
No tender lips have touched mine in that special way
Soft and sensual now I trace my own
Dreaming of you bringing me home
Delighting in the feel of your hands upon me
Caressing and massaging tenderly
Driving a need from deep within
To join our aura once again
I hear the sweet violin
As you play me along
Moving and swaying to the song
The pitch gets higher and higher
Until it's all we can hear
Then down we come
Slowly, Gently
Tingling in our toes
Your love is the
Fire unto my soul
With so many more

Miles to go!

Eva Marie Cagleyİ

By Raggedyann

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