My hands cup the nape of your neck,
thumb the tawny silk of your hair.
Your ears of cockleshell.
The fine bones of your collar.
Lashes flutter on lips.
Laughter,
then the quiet shallow breath.
The daring unvoiced question in your eyes.
Shall we?
AreMyFeetOffTheGround 
Absolutely beautiful words here.
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thank you
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This is astounding
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Thank you so much…a hangover from a morning dream.
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Perfect!
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perfect is good….thank you Gael
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Ugh. This is so sweet and sensual, Lee. I loved every tease and the visual emotion on this one. Wow!
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Thank you…
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