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They don't touch me the same way

Even in total darkness
With no clue
But their fingertips on my body
I would know them apart
I could never mistake them

They don't touch me the same way

The one is sure, secure
Confident
WIth the ease of long familiarity
His hands play me
Knowing what is right

They don't touch me the same way

The other, tentative
Exploratory
Knowing women, but still discovering me
Testing, trying, this and that
Delighting in my response

They don't touch me the same way

They both touch me as deeply
Touch my life
Touch my mind
Touch my soul
But

They don't touch me the same way

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