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/i/ "Skin I could never allow myself to touch,
Lips that quivered under my tips,
Hair that skimmed through my fingers,
Eyes that searched for my soul,
And when she calls my name?
My body turns to passion"/i/
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/i/ He stands against the wall inside the crowed room. Around him the soft smell of sweating skin reaches his nose, the thuds of a piano ringing out in the air. He tilts his blue gaze up and stares around the dancing ball gowns. The long luscious hair running around each of the women, the grumpy stares of men watching them, or dancing beside them. Brooke chuckles softly at a private joke and brings his wine to his li
