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Drowsy Waters
I am a character, quiet with little bones
And I find myself wondering what it must feel like to burn.
I hear everything from the moans e c h o i n g around my chest to the soft sound of your palms on my flesh
Then I see your face and all its beauty between my thighs,
I want to be e m p t i e d and s l e e p y with this new scent of you.
I pretend that my heart doesn't beat three times faster or six times s l o w e r than it's supposed to
When you're around
Because I swear I can feel the stars clinging to my ribcage..
2/7/11
And I find myself wondering what it must feel like to burn.
I hear everything from the moans e c h o i n g around my chest to the soft sound of your palms on my flesh
Then I see your face and all its beauty between my thighs,
I want to be e m p t i e d and s l e e p y with this new scent of you.
I pretend that my heart doesn't beat three times faster or six times s l o w e r than it's supposed to
When you're around
Because I swear I can feel the stars clinging to my ribcage..
2/7/11
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