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Woman’s Touch
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Looking to the Light As a boy still quite young
One day learns that girls have changed
And now can think only of them
Longing for them to touch
And for them him to touch
And this grows ever stronger
Wanting more every day
Fills his nights with endless dreams
And his days with wondering
Of them touching him
Their skin against his skin
Every day and every night
Fill his thoughts and fill his dreams
And as a man he learns
Knowledge is richer still
Bringing color and sounds to life
Once mere wonders dim not known
Endlessly fills the thoughts
Of the joy of a woman’s touch
