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Intimate Fantasy

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Soul of the Sole

Intimate Fantasy

Draw my fingers Along the valley of your toes Gliding my palm Around outlines of your leg Gracefully cling Your curvaceous silhouette Breathe strawberries Throughout each strand of your hair Then gently lay My head on top of your chest And feel the thumps Of loneliness escaping.

Tim Arnold

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