Before we ever had the chance to touch born in my mind's eye a silky black curtain enveloping me swaying gently to the rythym of us Your eyes open and meet mine then close as you lean back and take that curtain I see your warm brown skin wrinkle under my fingertips as I gently squeeze You contract around me I close my eyes and shiver with pleasure I open my hands to hold more of you you press down onto me The curtain is back framing your face tickling my shoulders my ears my chest my soul I pull you to me we are skin to skin
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