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May 2016
we lay beneath the white sheets,
bodies close,
cars and people talk on the street,
but we will forget about those,

our hands exploring bare skin,
our eyes on each others lips,
we'll lay here for another min,
your body pressed against my hips,

we can lay here for forever,
wake up next to each other every day,
and we will never have to worry ever,
with clouds and skies too grey,

waking up next to you is what i want,
what i need the most
we don't need anything too fancy like an expensive restaurant,
because i just need you close.
summer
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summer  16/F
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