what's beautiful if eyes couldn't see.?.
if smiles weren't witnessed to go unseen...
if shapes n curves found no sense other than to feel...
touching a different desire of what's real...
as hands were to feel their way along something that came from within...
if vanity were to get lost in the blindness in which it exists...
to rely on sound of who comes out to play...
finding truths without vision of who beneath the surface truly lives...
caressed by fingertips that flows with tones...
driving comfort to a different level of more...
as emotion mingles in sexual intent...
closing the eyelids to create a reason to know what's in the core surfacing as honest depths..
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