Please touch me . . .

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where i can see myself pondering,

what’s your next move be.

where my mind interjects and intersects,

physical and verbal connotation of intercourse of our discourse.

Then it is decided,

no action needed,

just wants of our wanton

verbal sex and carnal lusts

of the wisdom of glossaries and word fallacies.

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