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i watch you in the livingroom how beautiful your feet in boots your thighs in those faded jeans your biceps in that blue shirt & as you reach and bend i’m passion struck if you knew your body is a dinner bell that invites me to want to taste you & your kiss makes music play deep in the bass of my hips would you kiss me till Calloway's band brought the house down dance with me till i couldn't catch my breath strum your fingers on my strings till my legs trembled to open up and let you in would you come to me then?
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Dec 24, 2014
Dec 24, 2014 at 10:36 PM UTC
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i watch you in the livingroom how beautiful your feet in boots your thighs in those faded jeans your biceps in that blue shirt & as you reach and bend i’m passion struck if you knew your body is a dinner bell that invites me to want to taste you & your kiss makes music play deep in the bass of my hips would you kiss me till Calloway's band brought the house down dance with me till i couldn't catch my breath strum your fingers on my strings till my legs trembled to open up and let you in would you come to me then?
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