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Fantasies
I wonder what
Your fantasies are
When you’re far away
In your mind,
Where no one hears
Where time is blind
And you undress
Down to your core,
Is it nibbling nipples
And wandering tongues
Touching softly to feel,
Or is it rough, is it tough,
Is it hard and surreal,
I wonder what
Your longings are
When you’re blue
And all alone,
What makes you
Scream with happiness
And call again
For more.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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