Isn't this strange?
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Your fingers glide over my expansive flesh
Raising goosebumps where they left
Doesn't this feel good? You say,
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Yes it does, I whisper
As we try to wrap our bodies closer
You cling to me
Two strangers touching strangers skin
We breathe together, gazes locked
I love yous should be on our lips
But we only just met
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Perhaps we simulate the stranger,
The one we wish we were really with
Your skin is a glow in warm yellow light
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Careful of the romantics of your body in candlight
After all, we were strangers at the beginning of the night.
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 4:21 PM UTC
Isn't this strange?
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Your fingers glide over my expansive flesh
Raising goosebumps where they left
Doesn't this feel good? You say,
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Yes it does, I whisper
As we try to wrap our bodies closer
You cling to me
Two strangers touching strangers skin
We breathe together, gazes locked
I love yous should be on our lips
But we only just met
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Perhaps we simulate the stranger,
The one we wish we were really with
Your skin is a glow in warm yellow light
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Careful of the romantics of your body in candlight
After all, we were strangers at the beginning of the night.
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