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Sometimes I’m quick to say I don’t want you— and many other times I’m slow to say, stay with me. You know I’m a strong, powerful woman, but you also know I’m just a child. I grew up without a father. I don’t know how to love. I only know how to give myself and sink into a vicious cycle of love and dependency. Save me now, take me out of this sharp curve. I need to breathe, my love. Hold me in your arms— I need the warmth, the comfort, a sweet kiss with the taste of honey. Amen. You know I love to wrap myself in your legs, spread across the bed, with the scent of our love. Today was good, tomorrow will be better. Days of struggle are not the end of the story. With you… I want bossa nova.
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Aug 29, 2025
Aug 29, 2025 at 6:50 AM UTC
Honey Song
Sometimes I’m quick to say I don’t want you— and many other times I’m slow to say, stay with me. You know I’m a strong, powerful woman, but you also know I’m just a child. I grew up without a father. I don’t know how to love. I only know how to give myself and sink into a vicious cycle of love and dependency. Save me now, take me out of this sharp curve. I need to breathe, my love. Hold me in your arms— I need the warmth, the comfort, a sweet kiss with the taste of honey. Amen. You know I love to wrap myself in your legs, spread across the bed, with the scent of our love. Today was good, tomorrow will be better. Days of struggle are not the end of the story. With you… I want bossa nova.
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Aug 29, 2025
Aug 29, 2025 at 6:50 AM UTC
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