I don’t know how it is I miss
These lips I’ve never known
The mouth I yearn to kiss
And arms that caress my flesh & bone
The time is at a stand still
My heart is next in line
And so I ask this against my will
What must I do to make you mine
Apr 10, 2022
Apr 10, 2022 at 12:15 AM UTC
I don’t know how it is I miss
These lips I’ve never known
The mouth I yearn to kiss
And arms that caress my flesh & bone
The time is at a stand still
My heart is next in line
And so I ask this against my will
What must I do to make you mine
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