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    warm oil on your back
    my hands exploring your curves
    teasing fingertips

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    Doug Langille

    Doug Langille

    hack writer & shameless technophile

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    warm oil on your back
    my hands exploring your curves
    teasing fingertips

    Photo by Alexandre Dulaunoy

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    Tags: poem, romance

    Updated: September 26, 2014

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