| Blind Pleasure | ||||||||
| your words send tickles down my spine pinching every nerve on the way you make my senses do wonderful things twisting and turning feeling your extravagance I smell your cologne a million times a day and hear your voice when your so far away I melt beneath your fingertips your touch, tender and warmth you are my world my love and desire |
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| Mandy Tullos | ||||||||