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eyes fall again as intuitive meteors and it all heats up at alarming pace this want grows strong over an ocean that we just don't account for you want something something shocking and I cannot see why it's so important now we gallop together across the moors of our land never looking back always forward into the waiting light shining shining you say you love me so much this reciprocal fount we drink from unstoppable flow we are making headway into the night disregarding the long gone moon who has tipped over to the other side of the firmaments silent covenant in confusion I want you so much we stroke each other to madness and whip each other to sweet and high want you drive your missives very deep into me you rush along so I hold you back I tell you I want it slow very slow you seem disheartened in the heart of your throb I hold you tight I take your hand and lead you back from easily mired traps we both know what we want but time's a hapless passerby on a rickety scale let's have fun and go slow
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Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 12:16 AM UTC
want
eyes fall again as intuitive meteors and it all heats up at alarming pace this want grows strong over an ocean that we just don't account for you want something something shocking and I cannot see why it's so important now we gallop together across the moors of our land never looking back always forward into the waiting light shining shining you say you love me so much this reciprocal fount we drink from unstoppable flow we are making headway into the night disregarding the long gone moon who has tipped over to the other side of the firmaments silent covenant in confusion I want you so much we stroke each other to madness and whip each other to sweet and high want you drive your missives very deep into me you rush along so I hold you back I tell you I want it slow very slow you seem disheartened in the heart of your throb I hold you tight I take your hand and lead you back from easily mired traps we both know what we want but time's a hapless passerby on a rickety scale let's have fun and go slow
cripp
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cripp
Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 12:16 AM UTC
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