When I Touch It
J
James McLain
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i rub it
right through them
and....
open windows......
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
though it becomes
even more
transparent
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
in sleep
i release lost moonlight through the leaves.
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