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Longing for my touch to feel like it's yours. I begin the journey of my hand & let it take its tour. The ache I feel takes my body over. What my hand roams to do, remains undercover. My body responds, but not how I need. I pray for release and let it overtake me. I know where to touch, but I lack the power. That longing I crave from you, in the dark hours.
