it's knowin what ur attracted to... n the type that tingles in the deepest most sacred places to be put to use... findin it's so fuckin hard to come by as eyes watch passerbys keep it movin without that fuckin spark... it's the wait of a face with patience that'll change everything that tends to stall out in the heart... thinkin do they even exist.?. it's the feel of fallin in to what clicks... saved by a certain kinda tenderness that jus flips a switch... as passion finds u lookin for it with a smile to share its kiss... it's an untold permission the relates to desires connected through a stare... as eyes meet n count how many times blinks steel visions so unfair... there's a rareness for the mind that clings to thoughts holdin out for the right one u jus cannot resist... wantin the need to chase lips to tell them how muched they've been missed... openin the gates to a different reason that charms the tickle expressed... feelin them upon the tips of fingers through a sensual well enjoyed caress... havin a friend that comes unlike others that consume without tryin is a resourceful happiness that lingers in the mood... as bein picky isn't the attempt that rectifies the truths...
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