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Trembling Fingers

What sweet gifts are her trembling fingers resting on my chest!
Young hands don’t yet know their possibilities
but seem to be finding their way.
My pleasure is in waiting.
Written by LostViking (Lost Viking)
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Author's Note
Waiting for young hands to find their way can bring great pleasure.
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