You laced me with your touch.
It lingers in my goosebumps
just waiting for the excuse to rise again
to see you rise
--
thats when I feel the most wanted
Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 2:40 AM UTC
You laced me with your touch.
It lingers in my goosebumps
just waiting for the excuse to rise again
to see you rise
--
thats when I feel the most wanted
but I want you to want me with my legs closed
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