Oh, honey, I will and I do will drink that drink and milk that honeydew from you no lists for you just trysts and kiss pure bliss Twin Peak I peek Thank You For Smoking been choking on a chicken who's been obstructing my very soul hip to hip spider swing real slow you're my only crush my only eye The Apple the lipstick the lotion the eyeliner and heels the banter for you to eavesdrop upon Did I reach for a secret too soon? I want all of your shadows at midnight The fight that takes flight grip my face just right and know all outside of our mouths is sheering madness. Gladness is your warm gun, bell tower hair trigger sun. All of their gods and children can run. We be doin' what Adam and Lilith's instinctively done, no prenup or insurance premium. You want hours or days? Touches or torture? If we could find time to nurture... It's all conjecture and speculation. Anticipation in apprehension. We can decide the di
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