What if we die tomorrow?

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2012

The first time I make-love to you I wanna take my time
Kiss every inch of your kissable body
And moved so slowly you can feel each cell scream my name
I want to be so intense that you hold your breath
So in the moment that your thoughts stop and 100% of your brain is used by imagination
What I will do next
I want to be so me that you aren’t even sure what happened when it’s done
That you just know you want me close
That you think ‘this is it’ ‘she’s the one’
The first time I make-love to you I want to take my time

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this is what happens when I get all up in my head and stop Niking shit, I write about Niking shit.....

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