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Nov 21
The art of eye contact

You know what I’m talking about

You know what both of us want

I smile at the look of you

I smile knowing the idea of you

I know what I do to you

And just look then smile

While I catch your eyes

your body weakens

Along mine

Just by the eye contact across the room

Knowing I’ll have you soon.
Aya
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Aya  22/F/Brooklyn
(22/F/Brooklyn)   
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