i wonder what my husband would think

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your hand held in mine


 makes my heart beat faster


your finger traces circles on my wrist 


 and it makes me bite my lip


your hand moves up my thigh


and the buuterflies start to form


you reach up to play with a strand of my hair


and i have to gasp for air


your lips touch mine 


and our tonges start to dance


 


there is so much pleasure in a touch


and some may have forgotten 


 


 we have no place to hide in the light


 so soon we will part ways


with our heads hung low


and our hearts in mourning


we leave the room as strangers


and return to our own lives


 

Created: Jun 06, 2012

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