I daydream too much about the senses
The way it used to raise the hair on my arms
The way my body would react with one swift movement
And I told myself that I needed it back then
I wanted our skin to be made of the same material
But it was only made for the same purpose
To be against each other
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Author:
Brie (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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