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cold, slender fingers
run alongside my hips,
a shiver dashes up
my spine,

flushed against each other,
forgetting the world
around us,

it's just you and me now,
baby, let me take your
clothes off,

this time there's no holding back,
so let your hands wander,
and i'll whisper sweet
nothings in your ear,

let your mind wander,
just know that i'll always be here.

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