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Lock eyes
Lace hands
Tongues dancing,
magic lands along your body.
I can't help myself,
I can't stand it.
I need you closer,
Closer.
Your silent moves make me moan,
Grasping for the breathe you took from my lips.
That one look has me fantasizing.





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