Nothing that is seen,
Is separated from me.
My mind and heart,
Sometimes do not agree.
And I can be touched,
To reveal sensitivity.
But do not confuse...
Anything you see,
Can be manipulated easily.
No.
Don't go 'there'.
Who told you...
'There',
You would find me defenseless.
Please don't...
Nibble 'there',
On my ear!
Please...
Don't.
Please...
Don't.
Pleasure,
Me...
Please?
You are too young,
To understand...
What
You
Are...
Doing!
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