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Restless are the words inside my world You put your hand in and swirled cloudy my emotional backwaters of love My hand must hold you by your shoulders My body could not be any bolder as I wrap my longing lust around your shoulders I fearfully look into your eyes as you are fearfully looking back We are fast approaching the point of no turning back My hands flow over your body Your hands are holding mine back As all of our lips go on the attack Your chest pressed up to mine My hand on your behind The seconds are flashing by as you let out a loving sigh I want you and you want me Neither one will deny But we separate holding hands and Like two ships passing at sea We wave to each other Then we must be on our way
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Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 8:52 PM UTC
Passing Ships In The Night
Restless are the words inside my world You put your hand in and swirled cloudy my emotional backwaters of love My hand must hold you by your shoulders My body could not be any bolder as I wrap my longing lust around your shoulders I fearfully look into your eyes as you are fearfully looking back We are fast approaching the point of no turning back My hands flow over your body Your hands are holding mine back As all of our lips go on the attack Your chest pressed up to mine My hand on your behind The seconds are flashing by as you let out a loving sigh I want you and you want me Neither one will deny But we separate holding hands and Like two ships passing at sea We wave to each other Then we must be on our way
South-by-Southwest
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75/M/Birmingham , Alabama
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 8:52 PM UTC
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