head_down
belly fire
He
tickles
my
ribs
with
his
toes
;
stretching
,
then
curling
,
turning
,
within
me
he
performs
a
gut
-wrenching
dance
,
and
I
love
him
without
having
seen
his
perfect
face
.
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...
pallor
i
didn't
see
your
head
.
oh
,
there
it
is
.
up
and
gone
.
returning
again
.
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from