ripping nylon in a slow motion pace. smiles forming in a unexpected haze. no need for clocks, throw away the time. no need for moderation we've got each other's minds, no need for count downs. it's all such an appealing desire. respectful and true. feelings are rushing in and out of my body, can't say i mind. taking their time. forming so perfectly. driving me mental in the sanest of ways. pulses of affection, lightening bolts of passion, a twinkle in my eye i just can't shake out. a budding craving i want to fulfil. no rush. no problem. not anything but care.
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