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Jan 2015
Drips of Gold
ANTIDOPE
Love is Close
Let's pillow talk.

You think to much
I don't think enough
Your hands are soft
My  Love is tough.

You keep me captured
But your hands are free
And when you fell asleep
I fell so deep.

I stroked your hair,
It's my disease
My tears to a walk
On this pillow talk.

In a maze cause I was amazed
That you didn't move and yet
My butterflies flying my heart always racing..
No need for words I hope my actions always say it

"I will never leave you I'll rest in that..."
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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