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I bet your jealous of my sheets
alls forgotton upon the rise of the sun,
one becomes two again. the soothing burn of kisses so tender linger on my plump pink lips. I walk backwards so I can see you till you fade out of view, streaks of black trickle down my cheeks. I want to be invisible,so no one can ever lay thier eyes upon me... but you. I bet your jealous of my sheets. How beautiful your insecurity and uncertainty is, you deny whats inevitable, just like me we are both beautiful in our uncertainty. Waiting for night to fall, when two becomes one again. Words arent needed, we speak fluently in body language. Each touch invoking emotions that nothing in this earth can begin to describe,or explain. Our eyes tell the story of lust,love,passion,and pain. I bet your jealous of my sheets. |