I get these awful nightmares
He stays up to console me
He doesn't think I'm childish
It hurts him so he holds me
Caressing turns to love making
Like sedation in the sheets
The comfort of my soul mate
Always puts me back to sleep
Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 7:05 PM UTC
I get these awful nightmares
He stays up to console me
He doesn't think I'm childish
It hurts him so he holds me
Caressing turns to love making
Like sedation in the sheets
The comfort of my soul mate
Always puts me back to sleep
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