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Jan 2017
Playing with fantasy in the afternoon.
Make it happen at night.

Day dream, night game.

It wasn't you who appeared,
another creature with smooth hands.
The touch feels so real,
as it goes from my cheek to my shoulder.

Day dream, night game.

So I took the chance to break
the rule of my life.
A night with thousand stars above,
we play it slow.

Day dream, night game.

On that red sofa by the window,
you creep on top of me.
Give me your best blow,
end it with the best kiss.

Day dream, night game.

We don't dance
but we have our favourite move.
You still do it good,
make our body sweat a lot.

Day dream, night game.

And you said,
'Stay over tonight, please.'
I can't say no,
'but, no clothes tonight.'

Day dream, night game.
Monday, Jan. 30, 2017
12:17
Joz
Written by
Joz  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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