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Tongues bathed in whiskey dancing together, like a deaf couple at a disco. Each moving to their own beat, but connected with passion. Drinks will turn down the crisp sheets tonight. Tired legs will slide between the layers of cotton ice, and intertwine at skinned knees Fingers will interlace each other and explore. Tracing soft skin, making nerves stand out at attention. Anticipating. Wanting. Needing. Heartbeats racing, breathing labored. Inhibitions waiting to fly freely out the cracked window.
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Aug 23, 2010
Aug 23, 2010 at 7:17 PM UTC
Nothing Stays, These Feelings Have Wings
Tongues bathed in whiskey dancing together, like a deaf couple at a disco. Each moving to their own beat, but connected with passion. Drinks will turn down the crisp sheets tonight. Tired legs will slide between the layers of cotton ice, and intertwine at skinned knees Fingers will interlace each other and explore. Tracing soft skin, making nerves stand out at attention. Anticipating. Wanting. Needing. Heartbeats racing, breathing labored. Inhibitions waiting to fly freely out the cracked window.
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Aug 23, 2010
Aug 23, 2010 at 7:17 PM UTC
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