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Kiss & Write
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May 2010
WHat happens in my room, stays bewteen us until the present,
the gift is that I need what we do, and like me you are not looking for a relationship,
only for a quick stress release, pay by getting you home,
and all the time we are together, I never feel alone.
Now I feel our bodies burning, with each visit under my covers,
I am dying of anticipation, raching for dragons breath,
we lock lips and grab hold, fear of letting go and running,
run for the hill, visit the last building on the right.
I want you, you want me,
contune the present, fog up the future,
hand out free samples, end up with the whole package,
look me in the eyes, we can lose ourselves in my bed.
