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Slow Hands Can't Rest

Slow hands can't rest    
stripped down anticipation    
still holding intoxication    
dripped from sweet lips    
   
Words whipped with lemon tips    
free float  in wayward winds    
fingers grasped  gentlly touched    
a zestful reprise   entwined    
                
Moved with the morning dew    
falling deeper into you    
awaiting a pleasing glimpse    
a kiss  carressed sips  leveling    
every part of a misted me
Written by JusTim_
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