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Chills, the Rise and the Fall
One Touch,
tenderly taking the time needed . .
Lips of a lullaby are simply aching to place (with gentleness)
a sweet caress
and then trace “Chills, the rise and the fall”
those tiny goosebumps of love
Satisfaction covers all, whispering a soft sigh (again and again)
. . having successfully succeeded
tenderly taking the time needed,
upon the calling of silky skin
One Touch,
allows lips to linger softly high, and then lightly low
. . to escape especially slow
creating an echo
tenderly taking the time needed,
to taste “Chills, the rise and the fall”
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