I want you like there's no tomorrow
I need to feel your soft tongue upon my neck
Just before you seep into me
And take me for what I'm worth
Tell me angel...
Is there something wrong with that?
I'll kiss you under a red moon
Almost as red as my face when you kiss my cheek
Almost like and herb in a love spell
I've fallen for you ... HARD
I crave you like blood
Need it like there's a fix in my system
You could kiss acid and make flowers
Always like I have innocence in my fist
Oh did you say incense?
Because that's what this girl is..
An intoxicating mess
No I said innocence
We both feel it like heat from my breath
On your lips when it's 20 below
I love the way you smell like cigarettes
And perfume all at once
Like you're two different people
Like we were a trois
Like we were eternal,
My
Dearest
Angel
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