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Touch

Electric pulses
Throbbing in my mind
Do you think that I don't notice,
that I'm blind?

Yes, you. The one I want to hold onto.
The one with eyes so blue,
with hands so soft,
My heart is aloft

Just one little touch
is all I ask for
But then-
Just one would leave me longing for more.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
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