Come to me during
the late hours of the night.
Strip me down and lay
yourself on top of me.
Cover every inch of my body
with your misty droplets while
humming a tune that reminds me
of a time when this room seemed
bigger.
Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 1:17 PM UTC
Come to me during
the late hours of the night.
Strip me down and lay
yourself on top of me.
Cover every inch of my body
with your misty droplets while
humming a tune that reminds me
of a time when this room seemed
bigger.
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