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I watched
as the sun slowly kissed your cheek the ray warm against you flooding you to his tender most endearing touch Your hair caught upon the wind nestled against your skin tickled the soft coolness of its lips At the back of your neck. I thought.. No! dreamed how lucky the elements at their approach to have aroused within you the warmth of natures passion caressed your body to the delight of life and I longed those touches mine my fingers there to feel run across the border line of chin against pouting mouth to taste you scented skin upon my lips to feel my breath heavy upon your form I watched nature partake of your essence And here wished it was me. Alisdaire O'Caoimph
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