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Hands off at sun Hands on in candlelight Thoughts in the sheets as bright at cold winter nights Seductive squeals seep from your pores Imposing emphasis on the ykk below my buckle Staring at each other like under worked underpaid ****** Chasing after each other like the bull and matador Anticipating love like christmas morning Wanting you at dusks yawning Craving you at Noons awakening Needing you by nights naptime All before life calls me and i cant have you Until lost calls on love
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Dec 4, 2011
Dec 4, 2011 at 1:08 PM UTC
The Call
Hands off at sun Hands on in candlelight Thoughts in the sheets as bright at cold winter nights Seductive squeals seep from your pores Imposing emphasis on the ykk below my buckle Staring at each other like under worked underpaid ****** Chasing after each other like the bull and matador Anticipating love like christmas morning Wanting you at dusks yawning Craving you at Noons awakening Needing you by nights naptime All before life calls me and i cant have you Until lost calls on love
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Dec 4, 2011
Dec 4, 2011 at 1:08 PM UTC
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