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I want your fingers to reach for mine
to dip inside a glass of wine
trace my lips and let me
taste the nectars of forbidden fruits
bring out the secrets of hidden truths.

I want your fingers to map out
route 66 on my epithelial.
Add 3 more and take me on route 95
south as a journey together.
Let your fingers, or their aide
trace figure eights and the letters of the alphabet.
Wind through the maze of my nerves.

Let your fingers whisper songs
on the small hairs behind my neck
down my arms, through the rivers
that flow delivering the message of my desire
let your fingers ignite fires as they linger and dive inside.

Point your way through the middle
lets the bells ring as rainbow of colors
flash around me.
Hitchhiking
your
way
till
you
own
all
of
me.