#2 **Nights are not always deserted , sometimes they become indelible too .**

I was completely drunk by your beauty ,
It was then your hands found their way up to my head and jerked with complete fury .
I wanted to be there with you pressed against the wall ,
You were so meleted into me that if I left , I knew you would fall .
I lifted you from your waist ,
I didn't even want a second to get waste.
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My mouth claimed yours once more time ,
That moment it became more grubby and wild .
Your hands messed up with my hair ,
Your legs hung down from my butts and I knew they wanted to be there .
I moved low towards your neck,
You escaped a whimper ,
That duration it became even more intense .
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The moment we tore apart ,
Our breathing was harsh ,
You wanted it again ,
And so does my heart .
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You were at your place ,
I were at mine ,
The sun peeked through the horizon and it was time .
The day came again and the agenda enacted itself ,
I just wanted one thing to be augmented to it ,
' You to myself ' from last night .
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I survived the day and the sun became shy ,
It started to hide behind the curtain that was high .
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And here I go ,
With all my flow ,
Sun bid its goodbye ,
Twilight faded ,
Dusk was high .
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#2 part of High.


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