When I say I want to know you
I mean I want to feel my hands
slowly rushing from your toes all the way up to your hair
with my heart trying to escape from my chest
I mean I want to lay my head in-between your knockers
where your heart tell the stories and secrets from your lockers
I mean I want to read your body from a mile
your mind teleporting your thoughts to mine
I mean I want my lips on your precious glowing lips
stealing a piece of your contagious soul
I mean I want to lock eyes
with our smiles
spitting non-ending fire
I mean I want to be your morning mirror
your reminder of your erotism
I want to take my time examining you


~Perceve~


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