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Contributor: John Tustin

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I hold your toes,
Kiss them in the dark.
Every part of you is so pretty,
Even the sadness in your heart is beautiful.
I run my hand along your leg, your thigh,
Then my palm touches your palm.
We remain there:
Your big toe (so small) pressed to my lips
As you hold my thigh in your left hand,
Folding our right hands together.
I love your parts,
I love your whole,
I kiss the sole of your foot
As you wrap your legs around me
And we hold the moment still,
Perfect, glorious
Like a hummingbird
In midflight.

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