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Where does my start, meet your end?
When I trace the strong curve of your face?
When I run my fingers through your hair -
as I merge my very soul into your embrace?
Maybe it's when our lips crash together -
at an impatient and hopeless pace.
When the urgent need escalates -
and we lose track of time and space.
I want to hold you hostage -
when I see the midnight of your eyes.
I want to burn your image into my cerebellum -
so you'll be locked deep into my insides.
Where does my end, meet your start?
Is it when our eager skin collides?
Is it when your gasps fill my ear -
and our tension somehow intensifies?
Electrified -
when your nails graze down my spine.
How can we make sense of this energy -
with your mouth trailing up my thigh?
Would you think it was a lie -
if I said there was no end in sight?
That I lose all of my mortal vision -
under the delicate shadows of your twilight?
When I run my fingers through your hair -
as I merge my very soul into your embrace?
Maybe it's when our lips crash together -
at an impatient and hopeless pace.
When the urgent need escalates -
and we lose track of time and space.
I want to hold you hostage -
when I see the midnight of your eyes.
I want to burn your image into my cerebellum -
so you'll be locked deep into my insides.
Where does my end, meet your start?
Is it when our eager skin collides?
Is it when your gasps fill my ear -
and our tension somehow intensifies?
Electrified -
when your nails graze down my spine.
How can we make sense of this energy -
with your mouth trailing up my thigh?
Would you think it was a lie -
if I said there was no end in sight?
That I lose all of my mortal vision -
under the delicate shadows of your twilight?
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