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Dew

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And all that I wanted to be
when standing for my lover  
 
Feeling the heat of his breath  
when speaking about all my  
covered places he'd be visiting.
 
Said it reminded him of cotton fields  
and the early morning dew from my  
offered finger tips
 
Taking my turn under his gaze
I could only nod agreement  
Definatily early morning dew on the cotton.
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