Stuck in the deep- The tentacles stretched out- You passing bye- You can’t help- But feel the beauty- Wrapping you up to tightly- Pulling you back in- For another lesson- It wasn’t what you were looking for- Help they said was on the way- But the fix was to quick- Like the needle and spoon- She was waiting for- The surrender- In your voice- C’mon she said, slowly spreading herself- Take me in, breathe me in, and feel me- Deep inside- Feel these hips and kiss them gently- She’s waiting; you pull her ‘round you- And you slowly feel her move on to you- She’s smiling, while you’re dieing-Birth sign: Libra
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