Thinking of you is
Pristine gratification
Mental mastrubation
Blues annihilation.
Lost in your azurite iris pools
I'll swim to safety onto your lips,
My island.
Plump and full,
Ignore as I pull
Your curls
Falling from your head to your chin.
The closer I get
The more I win.
A deepened kiss
Tango of tongues
Oh darling,
I can dance with you all night long.
Dec 18, 2013
Dec 18, 2013 at 2:46 PM UTC
Thinking of you is
Pristine gratification
Mental mastrubation
Blues annihilation.
Lost in your azurite iris pools
I'll swim to safety onto your lips,
My island.
Plump and full,
Ignore as I pull
Your curls
Falling from your head to your chin.
The closer I get
The more I win.
A deepened kiss
Tango of tongues
Oh darling,
I can dance with you all night long.
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