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Tuesday, April 12, 2005


Your fingers on my skin
Slight pressure, sensation linger
Soft and warm,
Slowly gliding along

Your silhouette next to mine
Trace it with my finger
See you with my fingertip
In the darkness of the night

i miss a female's touch. just a simple touch, really. maybe i'll start bumping into random girls now.

guess you're right afterall, tin lion.


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