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Jul 2011
I want to make you moan, make you scream, make your eyes roll back into your head,
I want to see you grasp for air, tense up, and clutch the bed.
I want to feel your heart beating against my chest,
And I want to be the only one.

I want to hear you swear, feel you sweat trickle down your stomach, see you twist.
I want to be the one to meet all your requests.
I want you to wake up in the middle of the night and crave my touch
And I want to be the only one.

I hear them talk, them judge, them pretending like they know us,
I see them point, them try and figure out what's between us,
But they'll never know the way we are, the way we ****, the way we love,
Because we are us, and we are the only ones.

I want to wake up with marks on my back from your nails, with bites on my neck from your teeth, and always with you lying beside me.
I want you to fall asleep in my arms, dream of me in your dreams, and feel my warmth on your skin.
And through all that, I want to be the only one.
Deana Luna
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Deana Luna  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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