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behind those red lips
That night i felt the ignition of our bodies
we expand to explore
a night to remember
your tongue was not polite
it made a mark
an obsession
how i wish you could strap me again with your arms
suck the soul out of my lips
gnawing my tongue like its never gonna happen again
let our bodies make ember
like an instrument of theremin
perfect compose
addictive and unstoppable
we expand to explore
a night to remember
your tongue was not polite
it made a mark
an obsession
how i wish you could strap me again with your arms
suck the soul out of my lips
gnawing my tongue like its never gonna happen again
let our bodies make ember
like an instrument of theremin
perfect compose
addictive and unstoppable
Published 26th Oct 2021
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