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I want to run my fingers

Through his long, full hair

[Never again touching

Your prickly bald head].



I want to kiss his luscious lips

And know it doesn’t get better

[Never again tasting

Your dry, bland ones].



I want to clutch tightly

To his shapely arms

[Never again grabbing

Those gangly limbs of yours].