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Touch Face

You look so good in all your glimmer

Who knew a man could look that way

Most want to reach out and touch face

Don’t let them have to much play

The way you move has them coiling

Wand up for another sound trip

He’ll take you to where you’ve never been

Listen to more than his moving lips

You decorate your skin in words known to you

The parts you take when you enter the room

Leave something behind for us to remember

Make flowers in the dead of December

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