As our arms brush, my heart rate quickens
My breath hitches in my throat
Heat floods to my cheeks
Sinful thoughts unveil themselves
My hands, they tremble
As I long for the contact
Suffocates me
My breath hitches in my throat
Heat floods to my cheeks
Sinful thoughts unveil themselves
My hands, they tremble
As I long for the contact
Suffocates me
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