

Beneath the StarsYou smell like you'd look better naked on my floor Beneath the glowing stars Between the scattered remnants of soon forgotten daysBeneath the Stars
You taste like I could run my fingers through your hair down your spine Curling toes and sweaty palms I see tango in your eyes
You feel like butterscotch on ice-cream Sweet and deadly divine Staccato heart and liquid haze Lugubriously I dine Intoxicated by your submission
I can hear the goodbye Already in your moans I see you close the
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...it takes a bit of devilry to make the best angels...
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Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
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