Luv just ain't no fun without a friend... N one only comes around every now n again... Seems time truly holds the key to the heart... N the rush does nothing but trigger alarms... As passion builds in suspense craving more than hope... Emotions come alive just wanting to know... Is it real or is it another moment to pass... For the mind awaits a use to open at last... With a lil high so actions I Motrin can speak... The crave drives a tenderness to a touch feeling the way luge 4 breathes... Though they'd no enjoyment if it all funded to an end... To restart from scratch lingering n dense... It's a piece of another familiar to selfs art... Having the capabilities to maintain through the spark... Lighting up mood than nights composing desires... For they'd so much more to come after the initial flick that lights the fire... With a companion to share the tensions of time with... So the makings of memories can be savored up the best set of lips.... As fingers ease the weight of this world with a simple caress... Settling in sacred depths witness to the way willingness fits in the chest... N thoughts gather to remind facial expressions of of truths n playing parts... Configuring what's behind the scenes in warm embracing arms...
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