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Styles Jun 2020
When I am inside of you, your moans give direction.
Styles Jun 2020
I want to interlace
My tongue with
The taste
Of your taste
And savor your flavor
Like it’s laced.
Styles Jun 2020
The next time
She lies
It’s
Over

Is the lie
It tell
Myself
Styles Jun 2020
It was her eyes;
            The stole my curiosity,
             Then ramshackled my heart,
              And kidnapped my soul.
Styles Jun 2020
The closer we get,
The quicker we lose sight of reality,
The faster your clothes come off,
The harder we **** each other,
The tighter we hold one another,
Which makes it worth it.
Styles Jun 2020
The depth of the love,
Is never as deep as the wounds,
The loved leave behind,
When they leave you;
                               Alone
Styles Jun 2020
The taste of her lips;
         brings me to my knees,
         where I melt her in my mouth,
         not my hands.
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