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Dec 2017
Hands all over
heart beat racing
pulse pulsing
pacing with haste
the moment heavier than our breathing
our clothes the only thing leaving
minds lost souls drunk
our vibes feeling the funk
eye contact touching each other
lips tongue tied
*** on our minds
legs wrapped in each other
love makin the best even better
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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