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I Wish, Oh How I wish.
Time can never
here erase,
or give someone
who could replace.
Oh would that I
may see your face,
upon my pillow
gently placed.
* * * * *
At your feet
I wish to kneel,
and gaze towards
your eyes.
To run my fingers
along your skin
upwards,
to your thighs.
I'd hold your hips
with loving hands.
Then drop my gaze
and place my lips....
