By Echolocation
Date: 2001 Nov 10
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Velvet Glove

Soft dark velvet wraps around me,
Shaping itself to my curves
I want to run my hands over it,
Stroke it like a cat
Soft and warm, asking to be touched
Does it make you want that too?
To trace the shape of my body with your hands,
Run your fingers across the downy surface
Hold me close, feel muscles move beneath the fur
(The cat is the wildest of all wild things)