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Fantasy Man |
I hear your every breath I hear your every move while at night you lay alone your hands slide across your body flesh against flesh from the side of your face down your neck over your breast; each finger over the sensitive tip over each rib across your stomach into your soft hair onto the warm wet mound as one finger enters I hear your sighs I see your thoughts; your wishes your dreams I see you I see me I am your touch your breath is my name we are one body |
She is fantasizing and though she cannot hear him and though he is only imagined he is aware |
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