You know what I mean
Without me saying a word
I know what that look says
To all others, unheard
A brush of your skin
Excites me to my core
And we long for each other
Always wanting more

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You know what I mean
Without me saying a word
I know what that look says
To all others, unheard
A brush of your skin
Excites me to my core
And we long for each other
Always wanting more
Very nice!
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Thank you, Liz!
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Thank you, friend!
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Wonderful love poem.
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Thank you, brother!
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I love this!
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Thank you so much!
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