Look into my eyes,let your hands see for you instead.
My heavy-lidded gaze means my body understands the language of your touch.
It is a dialect known to all, but the nuances are only fully appreciated when accompanied by familiarity.
Your deft fingers know every rise and curve and each secret softness of my flesh.
Like a much-read book which falls open to a favorite passage, so is my body to the ministrations of your caress.
You already know the story but it only serves to whet your appetite for the denouement.
Thank you for all the emails. I am gratified when you feel my words.
Cwmavon
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