I sit across from you and let my imagination play it's game darling I need a fix
Behind your ear, down your neck and a couple cigarettes away from your lips
The small of your back is dying to be pulled closer to me a nervous giggle slips
Stroking your rists softer than a breeze sliding to the palm of your hand tight grips
I'll lose my mind in your smell my breath singing your name. a moon in full eclipse
Jan 30, 2019
Jan 30, 2019 at 8:52 AM UTC
I sit across from you and let my imagination play it's game darling I need a fix
Behind your ear, down your neck and a couple cigarettes away from your lips
The small of your back is dying to be pulled closer to me a nervous giggle slips
Stroking your rists softer than a breeze sliding to the palm of your hand tight grips
I'll lose my mind in your smell my breath singing your name. a moon in full eclipse