As I Touch It
J
James McLain
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sleeping there as you do
after all this time
my eyes
as they did,
when first we met.
and every inch
i measure.
i treasure.
you can not feel it
as i
touch it
your nose through your panties.
the oil smells of sandalwood
when rubbed around right through them
how your nose responds
and grows
up through them
until
i release it.
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