I want to tell you all my secrets.
But not really.
I want you to want to know all my secrets.
More like it.
I want to find that warm spot on your body
that will fit my head perfectly
I want to touch the tip that will erupt in pure pleasures.
I want to kiss your eyelid every morning
just before you wake up
on the right side.
I want to hold your fortunes in a cookie jar,
and offer one to you
everytime you misbehave
But not really.
I want to taste your bitterness.
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