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Between the Trees
That night we slept in between the trees
is one of my most vivid memories
The first time I saw you on your knees
how you looked as I eagerly awaited release
Branding my neck so lustily
with temporary tattoos
I haven't said so since
but I'm so happy I had you
The thought of bite marks trailing
down my body
it just never fails
to leave me wanting
Your moans like ghosts
that won't stop haunting
filling my ears
as you were mounting my body
Breath on my neck
skin to my skin
I'd firebomb an orphanage
to feel that again
The hard press of need
the shallow shows of desire
temporarily kindled my amity
and slaughtered my ire
You're with him now
and they're both resurrected
but you'll remember my love
when you least expect it
Because I called you my bitch first
when you requested
I know I'll always have you
I know you don't regret it
is one of my most vivid memories
The first time I saw you on your knees
how you looked as I eagerly awaited release
Branding my neck so lustily
with temporary tattoos
I haven't said so since
but I'm so happy I had you
The thought of bite marks trailing
down my body
it just never fails
to leave me wanting
Your moans like ghosts
that won't stop haunting
filling my ears
as you were mounting my body
Breath on my neck
skin to my skin
I'd firebomb an orphanage
to feel that again
The hard press of need
the shallow shows of desire
temporarily kindled my amity
and slaughtered my ire
You're with him now
and they're both resurrected
but you'll remember my love
when you least expect it
Because I called you my bitch first
when you requested
I know I'll always have you
I know you don't regret it
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