sábado, mayo 27

So tall and handsome as hell

We trade seven for kisses,
Romance with blood,
-I'm still ashamed-
You made it,
You nailed it,
So naturally,
You talked about it,
You found my waist.

I feel you sleeping,
I could never be mean to you,
As long as you want me here,
I'll be smiling and kissing your cheeks.

I'll pray,
I will stay awake all night,
Just feeling my hand on your neck,
Being afraid so you can hugh me more.

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