a delicate dance jumping into your soul rocks your mind like a rocking horse. no filter it all comes crashing in and you love the feeling, the citrus burst bubbling along your tongue and you cant help but feel alive. darting eyes among a crowd of strangers you try to reel in just what you want but you notice flickering lights and sounds surround you and you surrender so freely to its pull. a tug of war match. but you must let your heart reign over the notion that you could lose just what is blossoming and do stick out your tongue to feel the spongey type substance absorb into you and soak up any feeing of hesitation. let's pick up speed, the time is ours.
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