You Afraid of what you could possibly believe. A utopia of a close touch, a hug sense, a crunchy bite. I feel like you're afraid of you. I fear your fear of being discovered and above all realize you're afraid you're so alone like me, although on paper, on screen and on mobile we be accompanied.
You Afraid to stop me beg you to sleep, cuddled, wanting to kiss you and accept that I may.
You Afraid not resist the sleeping while I make your lips and move your mouth in a negative signal, meaning that you think are in a deep sleep, when your skin above the note you want, your pores smell me.
Even kissing Cinderellas left dormant.
you afraid I like the smell of your hair and kiss your forehead to the impossibility of your lips. You're afraid to follow you like to pat my chest above the nightgown, to tell you that do not follow me hugging. You fear that you ask that you stay a little while longer with me.
I know that you fear our bodies dancing, sexy and liabilities at the same pace, crossing our eyes trying to pretend that there is indifference. I feel like you're afraid of you. I fear for me as I love you.
You Afraid to stop me beg you to sleep, cuddled, wanting to kiss you and accept that I may.
You Afraid not resist the sleeping while I make your lips and move your mouth in a negative signal, meaning that you think are in a deep sleep, when your skin above the note you want, your pores smell me.
Even kissing Cinderellas left dormant.
you afraid I like the smell of your hair and kiss your forehead to the impossibility of your lips. You're afraid to follow you like to pat my chest above the nightgown, to tell you that do not follow me hugging. You fear that you ask that you stay a little while longer with me.
I know that you fear our bodies dancing, sexy and liabilities at the same pace, crossing our eyes trying to pretend that there is indifference. I feel like you're afraid of you. I fear for me as I love you.
