a sweet breath of air
a loving and knowing glance
a gentle caress
a rapid heartbeat
a slow beading of cool sweat
a curious tongue
a tightened embrace
a soft sussurous nibble
a timeless moment
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The one and only rebel child/ from a family meek and mild/ my mama seemed to know what lay in store/ Despite all my Sunday learnin'/ toward the bad I kept on turnin'/ till mama couldn't hold me anymore/ Mama tried to raise me better/ but her pleading I denied/ that leaves only me to blame 'cause mama tried -- M. Haggard
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