Touch
Out of five you are the one, the one that connects skin to skin, the one that connects lips to lips, the creator of passion, the starter of sin, the reason for the softness of skin, without it we cant feel the familiar, can't bring peace to the mind when a loved one is felt, cant form a bond between hands and hearts, without you I am lost, without you I am nothing.
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