and we are all so very overdramatic...

cool, clean, calming, golden and pure
your beautiful smoothness slides easily
relaxing me in the quiet nights
after the days I spend so busily
and I know when I wake up
I'll feel your afterbite
but in the now that is my life I love you
to-day, to-now, to-night
ahhh...
and the cold that goes down becomes the warmth within
in the pleasure I find in being a sinner
I wonder when we go before we begin
and my thoughts begin to melt...

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