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What If...

So close but not close enough
We walk stride for stride
At times hands almost touching
At times
At times we do
We touch...but never enough
You mirror me
I mirror you
Our stance, our moves
Oh, what longing proves
You tempt me
I want to be the above to your below
Tasting, feeling, achingly so
You know what I want to know
Your smile when you see me
The arm of your glasses played between your lips
The way you look - that look
Leaning forward as you sit
When you tease
Stray button undone
A flash of cleavage for me
And the thought, "What if?"

And just as soon you dance away

Written by AverageJoe (Average Joe. AJ. Joe)
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