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thealwaysopenmouth:

A savage thought becomes him. By the light shining through her dress. The flesh under his finger nails. The lips upon her chest. And with the night pressing on. She weakens behind his eyes. She yearns for him inside her. Collapsing by the bedside

You want more. You got more. Can’t be too safe girl. It’s alright. Just undress. Her lips and his caress.

We’re unveiling the curves of our bodies. We get along, along so well. We’re parasitic feeding. Off of the blood of someone else

Two bodies lie shackled. By the clinching of their fists. One body lie injected. Behind the others hip. With the sun pressing on. She weakens behind his eyes. She yearns for him inside her. Collapsing by the bedside.

You’re in point. Don’t slow down
With a God’s temptations. No sin love. It’s alright. I’ll be gone by the end of the night

We’re unveiling the curves of our bodies. We get along, along so well. We’re parasitic feeding. Off of the blood of someone else. We’re siphoning the sex from all these feelings. We get along, along so well. A pulsating believing we were
were meant for sharing someone else

Why can’t I feel you breathing behind my neck? Where have you gone? We Were meant for sharing someone else

He awakes. Two souls embodied. He fell asleep between her legs. Medicate these part-time lovers. Is that love? They found love.

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