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Just Sometimes...
I'd love to run my hands over you
Fingers through your hair
Hold your face in my hands
Body pressed
Kissed, savage your lips
Searching for deep
That moment of lost
The sharing of breath
In hungry devour
Swim the ocean of you
Wrapped up with me
In soul aching need
Quench the burn
Turn me on
Every curve
Soft to my hard
The need that I want
Is this how love starts
Fingers through your hair
Hold your face in my hands
Body pressed
Kissed, savage your lips
Searching for deep
That moment of lost
The sharing of breath
In hungry devour
Swim the ocean of you
Wrapped up with me
In soul aching need
Quench the burn
Turn me on
Every curve
Soft to my hard
The need that I want
Is this how love starts
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