boo.
We match our passionate rhythm to our lovers lullaby
Gentlemans hands traveling cherished peaks and valleysÂ
that never fail to welcome him with tenderness
Dancing tongues and whispered names,
wanting bodies and yearning souls.
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I’ll do anything to keep artificially sweet words from seeping into my cracked skin. True motive to only rot my bones further. Deceit is your game and I no longer wish to play for I am always the one laying all my cards on the table.
as sure as the rain cleanses the soul, awakening new life
and the moon gives light to nighttide travelers
my mind finds you at 3AM
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Youve got on tapping shoes
Cause youre addicted to the sound and you love to dance
Now youre just walking around your empty head
Click clack
Click clack
Echos traveling
Bouncing off steel walls
A migraine of the lonely
Torturing yourself only
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I will always do things like keep the a/c set low
and leave the blankets in the wash
so that you must use the warmth of your beautiful being
to heat my freshly showered and chilled body.
And when you are away
I will refrain from self pleasure
so I that I may enjoy pure pent up bliss
at the touch of your hand.
And on the days you are feeling
a little less you,
a little blue,
I will hide sweet notes for you in odd places
where I know you will find them.
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I hear you knocking at my door
All you know is my name
Yet you slip love letters into the crack underneath that I never read
My heart is afraid
And I can only make logical connections
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I don’t think I want to know how deep the water goes
Maybe its beautiful in a dark way
with rare true, treasures known to few
but one wrong move
and you’re gasping for air
as you try to fight your way back up
or holding on to the very thing that’s sucking the life out of you.
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I want to rearrange the angles of your sorrow
to make the echos less hollow
I want to map you out
explore your whole region of being
And if I start
I promise to finish every one of your streams
and to catch the way the light falls
on every rock, on every shore
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Damaged Goods
I’ve got a sore throat
from the way you reached into me
and tore my heart out
from all those things that were so hard to say
when I tried to keep you
I am scared you ruined me.
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