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Posted by on Jun 27, 2015 in Blog, Erotic writing | 0 comments


Sometimes a promise starts with the smallest touch.

Does it matter if the promise is ill-defined, no more than a hint of a hope.

The hand in the small of your back as you squeeze past each other in a small space.

Their palm covering your foot as  you tuck your bare feet up on the sofa.

Gentle, tempting invitations to a possibility.

Sometimes the touch of possibility is all it takes.

Thanks for reading,

Ruby x

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