i wanna feel how long ur scars are so i can touch u as they end... from the inside out with a sensitivity that curves to the way they bend... for i too know they ain't as straight as we say they are... especially the ones that have the seal of the longing in the heart... i can help u escape the texture in which they flow... rubbing u with a tenderness felt from the intent i'd take to make a difference shown... as fingers caress the satisfactions u seek in a friend jus wanting to comfort ur mind... catering to the owner of such a difficult life... i'll take patience if healed to remove the incisions without a single hesitance muting words... imma need u to jus lemme enjoy u as my hands give u worth... allow me to entertain ur skin in ways the motion finds creases beneath dimmed lights... stroking u to sleep jus by being able to explore the tendencies expressed through a simply graze gaining sighs...
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