A Symphonic Comfort
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Strumming His Knuckle Along Her Spine
A Xylophone Of Vertebrae
A Play Of Music Of Quiet-Silence
Punctuated By Moan And Heavy Panting
A Sensory Of Flesh To Flesh Contact
When Goose Fleshed To The Touch
An Overload Of Pleasure In Two
A Symphony Of Comfort In 9 Lines Of Measure
Made Whole When Giving Comfort...To Each Other
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