色っぽい [S•e•n•s•u•a•l]

•tíêš•

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my twin flame, my all
do you feel my hips move with the drums?
do you seem them twist and sway?
tongue kiss me down as we feel our bodies grind,
grind,
grind.

my twin flame, my all
the darkness amplifies the heat,
and the purple lights gloss over my dark chocolate.
i feel your hands feel down my body,
more and more.

we let the music take control,
we let the heat take over,
we feel the vibrations bounce off,
our auras mix into one.

we let, we let,
no matter how much sweat,
with your lips pressed against my neck,
the herbs take over us.

as we tie into one.

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