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The look, the touch,
They say so much.
We kiss, we meld,
Our bodies are held
So, closely, respectfully,
You can't know what you do for me.
Hands brush, body tenses
Electrifying all the senses.
Fingers roam, passions rise,
New pleasures do we now devise
Until abandon has its way,
As one we dance life's grand ballet.