we undress carelessly.
the clumsy stumbles of
jeans stepping out of
and the way we
schau einander an
and all i want to smell is
sheets and skin
until the sun
peers through the blinds
and we rewind
stumbling carelessly out of each other's arms.
we undress carelessly. the clumsy stumbles of jeans stepping out of and the way we schau einander an and all i want to smell is sheets and skin until the sun peers through the blinds and we rewind stumbling carelessly out of each other's arms. |
Devious Comments
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hats in tents.
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i'd love to get inside your head, but i've misplaced my scalpel..
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hats in tents.
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