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A girl and a boy Higher than the moon Talking all night in a neon room Trading secrets, dropping disguises The ****** tension between them rises As his hand races up and down her thighs She stares at him with big **** me eyes They agreed on no strings or aftermath feelings Just some fun *** without meaning Grinding hips with moaning lips Body sweat drips whilst they get their fix Hair pulling, back scratching They only share a kiss when they’re finishing But the next day, she’ll leave Putting it behind her after a few drinks But he, he’ll put his pen to paper and think About making her the next subject of his poetry
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Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 4:12 PM UTC
Don’t Sleep With a Wirter or You’ll Be The Subject of His Next Poem
A girl and a boy Higher than the moon Talking all night in a neon room Trading secrets, dropping disguises The ****** tension between them rises As his hand races up and down her thighs She stares at him with big **** me eyes They agreed on no strings or aftermath feelings Just some fun *** without meaning Grinding hips with moaning lips Body sweat drips whilst they get their fix Hair pulling, back scratching They only share a kiss when they’re finishing But the next day, she’ll leave Putting it behind her after a few drinks But he, he’ll put his pen to paper and think About making her the next subject of his poetry
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22/M/England
Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 4:12 PM UTC
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