The First Touch

Not too soft.. Kinda ticklish.. Like fishermen at night, feeling the fishes.. Adieu, long quest.. The mellow boat is now jocundly docking.. Never again that forsaken feeling, no more waiting in anguish.. For the mad urge has been dismisseth.. Happy days now flourish.. Ever after like.. For that one, maybe the only, moment.. Of magical bliss.

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