Lips and looks kiss me already,
get lost in the music and motions.don't stop, I can't loose you.
For now you play in my mind, I imagine how soft your skin is, I imagine you next to me.I imagine soft whispers and tiny kisses,
I imagine locked hands and random touches,
I imagine pure emotions, and never ending poetry...I know I'll get lost in your eyes as I know I get lost in the imagining.
you already make me breathless.
A desirable girl who doesn't even know it.The irony in every line you say, spoken with sentences I didn't know to exist.
I want to spend every midnight with you speaking to me like that.
I want to kiss you in the moonlight,
I want to be blissfully ignorant to I imagine.
I want to spend ever moment with you..
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