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'Look through my eyes, what do you see?'
"Perfection in every way blessed, in your idylic gazing caress
Over me with the perfect, heavenly body, that you see as your tranquillity."
Over me with the perfect, heavenly body, that you see as your tranquillity."
'Listen with my ears, what do you hear?'
"My sweet voice in tune to adhere a cheer, and poetry in motion from your devotion hither from my uttering's of pleasant sweet-nothings from my singing with a good note from my throat that is your gloat that does appeal with the sound of a peal."
'Use my hands, what do you feel?'
"I feel goosebumps over my body, and lumps swelling, a blank canvass for you to map out with clout, and your hands moving about serve to release the tension with your motion of a devotion to touch, which you think is a must, of which I trust."
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