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There's something about dark mornings, That make kissing so exquisite, and how my hands reach for your curves, Like you are air, and my lungs are starved of it, I can't wait to touch you, Breathe life into your neck, and watch your legs part, Because you can't resist, How much I love you How much I need you, Because you can't resist, Being Mine
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Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 12:23 AM UTC
Lust.