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to a special friend
To a special friend
It’s over now, can’t you see?
There’s no more left for you and me.
We tried and we worked
We fought and we cursed.
We reached a stalemate and got stuck on a loop.
I can’t be your pillar, your friend or your hope.
We crossed paths, we loved. There’s no more to say.
We can’t spend our whole life tied up in this way.
Youth is to be spent and p...
Monday 29th February 2016 5:39 pm
your eyes
Your eyes
Your eyes make me feel warm and wet
Your hands make my body shiver
Grinding against me makes me sweat
Guiding me to the rhythm
with your hips pressed on mine
Your eyes make me hot
Your lips taste like chocolate
Your smile, full of promise
Images flashing through my mind
Soft skin on mine
Hands on my breast
Lips on my legs
Boy, you make me ...
Monday 29th February 2016 5:38 pm
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