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I caressed your back with my fingers As the warm sensation lingers, I whisper sibilantly into your ear As you did the same for me to hear. The shadow touched your shoulders; And so did I, as I held you closer. Our heartbeats were like pre-2002 Timberlake; Rhythmically NSYNC without a mistake, And skin to skin, I felt your touch searing me; Though you left your marks, it felt heavenly. Mesmerised by the sight of you, vulnerable, I heave in air but yet neither of us culpable. I whisper once again, 'You are so beautiful' Everything, became acoustically musical. We held each other, warmed by linen, The present was a gift with a rainbow ribbon, And each moment, closer to passing out; I learnt of what true beauty is really about. I stared deep into your soul, through your eyes, And it felt as though I've come to a euphoric high, As I found myself lost in complete ecstasy. I found love within you, the way it was meant to be. Though the moon met its demise It was an endless night.
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Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 9:30 AM UTC
Endless Night [Explicit]
I caressed your back with my fingers As the warm sensation lingers, I whisper sibilantly into your ear As you did the same for me to hear. The shadow touched your shoulders; And so did I, as I held you closer. Our heartbeats were like pre-2002 Timberlake; Rhythmically NSYNC without a mistake, And skin to skin, I felt your touch searing me; Though you left your marks, it felt heavenly. Mesmerised by the sight of you, vulnerable, I heave in air but yet neither of us culpable. I whisper once again, 'You are so beautiful' Everything, became acoustically musical. We held each other, warmed by linen, The present was a gift with a rainbow ribbon, And each moment, closer to passing out; I learnt of what true beauty is really about. I stared deep into your soul, through your eyes, And it felt as though I've come to a euphoric high, As I found myself lost in complete ecstasy. I found love within you, the way it was meant to be. Though the moon met its demise It was an endless night.
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Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 9:30 AM UTC
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