My Favorite Sin

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Just a single touch

From your hand

Turns me to jelly

Sending shivers of

Temporary bliss

Running down my spine

Warming areas

That have never seen

The light of a

Midsummers eve

Short, sweet gasps

Escape my lips

Whenever you

Run your hands along

The smallest bit of

Whatever parts of my flesh

Remain teasingly uncovered.

With that alone,

I surrender to

The one sin,

I know best,

Lust.

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