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Something Stupid
gently my lips reach to nip your earlobes hoping they don't hear whispers in my kisses saying what I did was something stupid slowly do my hands reach out and wander places on your body ready in case my adventurous touch is felt as something unwelcome even when you pull me closer encouraging my fingers' persistence still I shiver in witless fear I might go somewhere forbidden only when I look in your eyes and sense the welcome shining there do I realize that my worrying about everything is something stupid
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