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by FTS Miles

Some tracings sing,
Hot breath lips tongue
On neck sliding south...

Some caresses burn,
Fingers nails clawing,
Taut with body rush.

Some kisses birth
A moan, a gasp,
A shiver through
The soul.

And in this twilight hour
As you come to me at last,
I wonder what fire
Your embrace shall incite