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By B.K. Date: 2002 Mar 21 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.21.03.59.13339]] |
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In dreams so real They steal the night Sneaking up from behind And just as I attack You roll over and grab me We scream and giggle Like two teenagers In the back seat of a car The kisses of desire The smell of you The taste of skin Oh god the taste of skin That’s what woke me up To run to you and write The sparks of light that run Through me from you And dear god The incredible taste of your skin ©bk2002 |