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Soft skin sliding slippery silk in my hand like it's singing smooth jazz to my finger tips. Slow motion solo sending her legs into vibration, the bass in the background around my ears as the moaning continues as melody. Quiet. I wipe her from my bottom lip And ask her to taste it. Taste it again. Look at me. Focus. Me and you now. Through the darkness of this room and the emptiness of my eyes, Please don't get lost but lose yourself a little. I don't want to be alone and I want to make music so Release these ideas of sleepovers and romantic memories. Run off as easy as your honey does and only love for this moment, love. You mean nothing but to feel something.
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Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 2:43 PM UTC
Honey.
Soft skin sliding slippery silk in my hand like it's singing smooth jazz to my finger tips. Slow motion solo sending her legs into vibration, the bass in the background around my ears as the moaning continues as melody. Quiet. I wipe her from my bottom lip And ask her to taste it. Taste it again. Look at me. Focus. Me and you now. Through the darkness of this room and the emptiness of my eyes, Please don't get lost but lose yourself a little. I don't want to be alone and I want to make music so Release these ideas of sleepovers and romantic memories. Run off as easy as your honey does and only love for this moment, love. You mean nothing but to feel something.
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Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 2:43 PM UTC
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