Caressing the soft smooth skin of my lover girl

Evokes memories of racier nights, steamier kisses, tighter embraces

Lips parted, she peacefully slumbers.

I am alone with her.

Nay, not so... I think twice, think better of it.

And as I rise and dress to leave, I kiss her on her brow

The little girl, who is, who was... yet never will be.

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