The ceiling stares at me
I’ll blink first, I always do
Tiny circles
Then back and forth
And you’ll feel me inside
As we rub on one another
Grinding hips
I’m taking a ride
You’re just along for it
Such fatwood…
A firestarter, indeed
I can’t stop
I’ll never stop
That whisper you spoke…?
It certainly Provoked
And I’ll keep whispering
Til the end of time
That whisper says
Beauty you’re mine
😍😻😍😻😍😻😍
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😊 I love you❤️
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❤❤❤
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