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You look good from every angle you sighed in drawl of Bahamas
I glance over the muscles on your back
There is silence in your eyes, I'm alight with desire
How you run smooth your tongue over lips of peach
Passion in the darkness of my mind
Hands are clinging not wanting to show you I dreamed you up
To fit in my family realm
Yet they lay forgotten, as the bar closes and we prepare to ride
Your laden on top and brick dust falls from your mind where you were building houses instead your building me
I dip inside of your arm
Glance your tats through sweat
I'm better with you
Locks and rhythm
Deep brown of smoothness
Rocking as fervour mounts
I am the mountain to your sea
In these moments torment is free
Beneath you the pace is for our hearts to decide
I see you in buildings building for your future not ours
Still in sweetness at night I reach to the posts
With no regret
I feel it is you that is beautiful still seeking
