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Aug 2013
There's something about the way
You look at me
Eyes traveling up and down my body.
Taking in every scar wrinkle and freckle
Like you had to memorize my every crevice.
Your eyes how they sparkled
And I knew in that moment
This was a sin,
Oh how I love to sin with you.
The way you whispered in my ear
It sent shivers down my body
And how you bit my lip
It took the air right out of my lungs
I whispered
"Bite me again."
Oh how your bite was like venom
Rushing through my body, how it burned
But I find myself wishing I was reliving it with every breath I take.
Now I need to change my sinful ways
And the only thing that will bring me back to you is
The sweet sweet smell of summertime.
Delusional Illusion
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Delusional Illusion  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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   Brian O'blivion and Sinai
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