We are making a nice pair
We are covered in the darkness
I love to feel your beads of sweat
I love to feel them on my chest,
I love to see you blowing me
Frequently we feel ashamed
It is gonna be physiological
Do you remember that old night?
I felt sensations like never before,
Made me ill advised at all
That night hell came down
I only know that it changed too much in my mind
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