Come. Lay next to me, in the dark between my sheets, naked.
Come. Light a cigarette and we can talk away the hours of the night in each other's arms.
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Come. Lay next to me, in the dark between my sheets, naked.
Come. Light a cigarette and we can talk away the hours of the night in each other's arms.
