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Your hands pull me Closer, and I know right then this is the moment That we've been waiting for I'll be your canvas You express your feelings and you'll be the paint brush painting on me Countless hours with nails inside my spine With your imprint on me Owning me And for a second I am free You just release me Talking bodies Wrapped up into the arms and legs Touching me I love you I love this While you are close to me Talking bodies.
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Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
*TALKING BODIES*
Your hands pull me Closer, and I know right then this is the moment That we've been waiting for I'll be your canvas You express your feelings and you'll be the paint brush painting on me Countless hours with nails inside my spine With your imprint on me Owning me And for a second I am free You just release me Talking bodies Wrapped up into the arms and legs Touching me I love you I love this While you are close to me Talking bodies.
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bethanidarkside
Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
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