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May 2013
Tu mano lays in my war torn hands
Your eyes linked con migo in a summer daydream
As your lips hunger with an animale desire to tear my skin
A shine in your eyes ignites the fire within my pecho
My fingers dance within your pelo
As you rise up before me like the ocΓ©ano onda
You lung forth and create the chispa

En una nube vaporosa, our bodies burn like coal
Tu y yo shake the earth
We kick forth the walls of duda
Y el aqua erupts into a symphony of release
Your eyes fly upward as we create el fego
Descansando with your gaze piercing me like an arrow
You fall silent with the taste de la lengua latino
John Stackpoole
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