@iinwahyujunaedi4573

5 years ago

You're dressing like a Sunday morning And your eyes look like, little islands in the light Hazel and light green On white sheets You're grinning like a Friday night And you're smiling like You know what you like, I think I do know you well I know you well We come alive in the evening With heat and wet skin And our bodies are tossed And turned, tangled up in it I come alive when you tease me With heat and wet skin Flesh and bone turned Flesh and bone turned The weight of you close to me You hold me like a prized possession That's close Our bodies, unfurl like smoke We twist and we curl like smoke Fever out We're burning out Holler out We holler out 'til hollowed out Ohh, we come alive in the evening With heat and wet skin And our bodies are tossed And turned, tangled up in it I come alive when you tease me With heat and wet skin Flesh and bone turned, ooh So much flesh and bone turned The weight of you in the evening Your wet skin Our bodies are tossed And turned, tangled up in it I come alive when you tease me With heat and wet skin Your body's close And your body close The weight of you

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