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When her leg brushes mine,
It’s just a simple touch.
Laid down in the grass with me,
It’s really no fuss.
She's such a lady,
Lovely gazes,
Make me feel hazy,
Waiting for her hand.
May it be love next time,
May my beloved nest-time.
It’s just a simple touch.
Laid down in the grass with me,
It’s really no fuss.
She's such a lady,
Lovely gazes,
Make me feel hazy,
Waiting for her hand.
May it be love next time,
May my beloved nest-time.
Can't wait for spring; winters are very lame in the Netherlands.
(17/M/Netherlands)
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