And you hit me like a dart
Your kisses are an addiction
From wich I could die of passion
Your my best and my worst
The things I wouldn't do to be your first
I wish so bad to live this fantasy
The one we talk and imagine daily
And again you flee my intensity
What if you let me be me? If only!
Cloud come over us again
May our love prevail, amen!
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