Sugarless
your kiss- is sugarless with the heat of a dead battalion a constant state of persuasion her slight dance of chapped lips your kiss- is sugarless your mouth- sounds from a cord Inhale the moment Im coated in a longing to exhale the suitors patience and sweet sense of mourning for soon he will be as good as dead and the benefits are rapidly fading your kiss- your mouth- the words that drip... Inhale the moment cracked lips that form a smile exhale the time that stretchs out and I watch the universe spin as gravity pulls me in to you in distasteful pleasure you wish me too baby your kiss- is sugarless
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