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			<title>Voyeur</title>
			<description>VoyeurYou like to watch - thin fabric pulled asideAs the long red fingernailSlips along the edgePink and warmSleek with juicesFinger working over and aroundOpening upMore and morePenetrating one, two fingersDeep insideYou lick your lipsStraining against the cuffs..</description>
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			<title>The Key</title>
			<description>If I asked you to stay,If I offered you my key,Would you enter In the middle of the night - Satisfy my need, lie with meAllow our touches to flourishUnfettered, with no inhibitions?If I asked you to stayWould you come,A man wanted, Desired,Loved,Needed by me? </description>
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			<title>What Do You Need Tonight, My Love?</title>
			<description>What do you need tonight, my love?Shall I hold youNaked to my bosomComforting you into sweet slumber?Or shall we ravageEach other completelyUntil breathless with deep satisfaction?Or shall I succumbTo your well placed touchResponding with howls of orgasmic release?Or shall you ..</description>
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			<title>Death Rattles </title>
			<description>An acrostic</description>
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			<title>Rendezvous </title>
			<description>Rendezvous You touched gently The small of my back - Just enough to get me to turn. As I faced you, you pushed me back Into the corner - and stole... Stole the most unbelievable kiss That melted my shell Weakened my knees Had me grasp for solid footing. Electrifying - I molded ..</description>
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