Your neck, the skin that lies upon your bone structure
is like a beautiful landscape.
It curves, it swerves, it glides, it dips.
It’s soft, it smoothes into the crevices of your
warm body.
I love to gently ride my fingertips
along it all.
Oh... your landscape.
I love it so.
M. Lukofsky
May 26th, 2009
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