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I want to bury myself in your heat..

and kiss you there as I would your mouth..

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Angels have no thoughts of ever returning you.

Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?

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you are my, tomorrow.
dead eyes, dead eyes. and are you just like me?
I’m thrilled I haven’t need any longer to look for a key, of your bewildering beauty.