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You found me laying in a pool of white sheets Your breath feels like a warm sea breeze You woke me with a gentle kiss The tip of your tongue cresses my lips Your fingers trace the contours of body Your presence consumes me I feel free I grow hotter from your touch It's not enough Breathe into me I want you with every fiber of my being.
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Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 12:30 AM UTC
Longing
You found me laying in a pool of white sheets Your breath feels like a warm sea breeze You woke me with a gentle kiss The tip of your tongue cresses my lips Your fingers trace the contours of body Your presence consumes me I feel free I grow hotter from your touch It's not enough Breathe into me I want you with every fiber of my being.
tatiana-lasky
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Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 12:30 AM UTC
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