Powerful Hands

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A simple touch puts the body in motion.
How can I ever forget such great devotion.


I felt his skin right next to mine
So soft and silky..
A single stroke from the tip of his finger...
Made my body felt tense all over.

I felt cold, yet hot.
Warm, then not.

Weakness was at my feet.
My body cried out for pleasure,
His hands were golden...

A drag from his arm, pulled me closer to him.
At that point I realize...

I was weak... weak to his touch.
I only had one option but to give in.

I had my mind on his body,
And my body on his mind.

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