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By B.K. Date: 2002 Jun 14 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.14.21.15.27949]] |
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When you are near I feel like a teenager In love for the very first time My heart pounds I start to sweat I gush and get giddy My brain malfunctions Turning to mush Nothing makes sense Except this overpowering need To hold you, kiss you Slowly rock you In this stardust passion That blazes across the universe In deepest longing To make out with your face ©bk2002 |