I want to run my fingers through your soft hair,
Your face is perfect with those eyebrows, those beautiful piercing eyes,
Your delicate features like a marble statue,
Like the handsome god Apollo
Your hands are lovely, soft and feminine,
And I long to hold them and kiss them,
I feel so lucky to have seen your hands and your feet,
Of which I only caught one glimpse,
But I know you have elegant feet,
I was filled with such maddening desire when I saw them,
Because they were a part of you
And they made me long so badly to see the rest of you,
Perfect in my imagination,
I want you next to me in a dimly lit room,
So I can listen to your beautiful voice,
Your sighs and moans throughout the night
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