first kiss first taste first tumble thru the twisted sheets and i can barely breath can barely see by the moonlight coming in thru my window cant think about anything except moving in tight circles around each other all the kissing, fucking, loving, all that and something undefineable you can do anything you want she said it was an electric something i cant explainBirth sign: Taurus
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