Tell me all your nightmares.
Undo your buttons.
Unzip me.
Climb inside.
You said my pussy smelled like Jasmine.
And you said my hair felt like skin
Sometimes I say, "I love you" when I'm thinking of something else to say.
I wonder why you say it at all.
Strands of my hair stay with you because I don't know how.
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