Let's have sex, but not get naked.
Let's get closer, but never touch.
Tell me all about you,
Tell me what you think.
Every inch of me, every last line,
Every scar and scrape and limb,
All belongs to you.
You don't have to shake. I'm here.
That's why I'm shaking.
You don't have to.
Oh, look at that.
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