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I get so flustered around you;

my cheeks flush

at the sight of your smile.

And when your fingers brush me-

bronze touch on porcelain skin-

my whole body is stimulated.

Your kiss is intoxicating,

your lips a poison

I’d gladly partake of.

My skin burns for you,

rough hands

against my silky blush.

I’m so drawn to you,

attracted to the contrast

when our flesh contacts.