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I wanna kiss you Real hard Right on the lips. Until you pass out, or until all you can taste is me. I want to whisper "I love you" while you kiss me I want to carve my name on your tongue Then grab the back of your neck and make you kiss me again and again and again. and again I want you to remember that kiss. I want to stick my tongue down your throat and lick your heart until the ash of past fires can be cleaned off. Now; I want to kiss your cheeks and your neck and your fingertips and your stomach and your nose and everything else. I want to duck tape your ribs I want to mold your heart back into one piece I want to sit right in front of you in that lonely table for two. I want to trace my fingers down your back so **** slowly. I want I want I want to slur my words into your ear while I fall, until I fall, down your throat and into your **** heart. Darling believe me, Im afraid to fall for you, into you, so the acid can devour me. But I would fall. No parachute, no wings, no safety net. I would fall face flat if I had to. My goodness dear, I wish to swallow your voice, your laugh until all I am is walking proof that lips are not all you need to be kissed.
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Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 2:01 AM UTC
Lips
I wanna kiss you Real hard Right on the lips. Until you pass out, or until all you can taste is me. I want to whisper "I love you" while you kiss me I want to carve my name on your tongue Then grab the back of your neck and make you kiss me again and again and again. and again I want you to remember that kiss. I want to stick my tongue down your throat and lick your heart until the ash of past fires can be cleaned off. Now; I want to kiss your cheeks and your neck and your fingertips and your stomach and your nose and everything else. I want to duck tape your ribs I want to mold your heart back into one piece I want to sit right in front of you in that lonely table for two. I want to trace my fingers down your back so **** slowly. I want I want I want to slur my words into your ear while I fall, until I fall, down your throat and into your **** heart. Darling believe me, Im afraid to fall for you, into you, so the acid can devour me. But I would fall. No parachute, no wings, no safety net. I would fall face flat if I had to. My goodness dear, I wish to swallow your voice, your laugh until all I am is walking proof that lips are not all you need to be kissed.
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Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 2:01 AM UTC
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