nylons making a connection to your tongue. craving for your cigarette, you can't help but want the rush. expresso skin, i'll take a cup, double it up, i want some more. warm like the sun, morning breaks into my pupils. cool embraces my surroundings blowing moon dust into my hair, watch the light catch the twinkle and i hope it makes you smile. brilliance shines through your pupils and raindrops filled with colour burst like fireworks into ideas and sparks chemistry into your veins, heart begins to pump wild dictation into your life, heated palpitations erupt causing undeniable passions to run tears in pretty little stockings you hold close to your thigh.
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