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Rapt in the beauty of movement, sometimes we wished we were the wrap.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Romance - Words: 55 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 2 - Published: 08-08-04 - id: 1688643
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I Would Be Your Dance Clothes
A Longing for Closeness
To Ethereal Flow
13 May 2004
I envy your blouse, Chafing breasts.
Your silk panties, Hugging hips.
Your dance-stockings, Clasping thighs.
Your tank top, Imbibing sweat.
¿Why was I not born cotton?
¿Or wool weave? Wrapped,
Wondrous, my Self,
Embracing your motion.
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