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TICKLE ME
“Tickle me” she softly commands
On fingertips walk tickling hands
To sides of such goosebumpy legs
She laughs, then “Tickle me!” she begs
My digits move to base of spine
Lightly set off spasms divine
Then claws scuttle to sternum bare
Did you know you can tickle there?
She draws her body in so tight
Defies herself, must tickling fight
I note her head thrown back in glee
Has left her neck exposed to me
I quickly get one tickle in
Before her jaw smashes my skin
It’s me who has the goosebumps now
Whisper command, delight in vow...
On fingertips walk tickling hands
To sides of such goosebumpy legs
She laughs, then “Tickle me!” she begs
My digits move to base of spine
Lightly set off spasms divine
Then claws scuttle to sternum bare
Did you know you can tickle there?
She draws her body in so tight
Defies herself, must tickling fight
I note her head thrown back in glee
Has left her neck exposed to me
I quickly get one tickle in
Before her jaw smashes my skin
It’s me who has the goosebumps now
Whisper command, delight in vow...
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