Long been I haven't seen you
your cotton skin, and steel heart
wolf eyes against my Woolf's tongue
squeezed my legs, melted onto the floor
you want to come closer
I want to push you to the wall
no touch cuz I'm trembling
no contact cuz eyes ready catching
no drink this sparkling wine
otherwise, the consent will go mine
begging for forgiveness
asking for soulfulness
believing or drop, shaking or stop
breathtaking or not, at all
french babe donates
Canadian roommates
Sicilian mads
Spanish taps
Turkish takes...
how lovely isn't it that
when you think you're totally pissed with someone,
and that one comes and washes all the rage away
by only being there with half-open eyes.
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