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HEATWAVE
HEATWAVE
Written by Alana Cheng
It’s a heatwave of such romance, to feel so good and lost in this sweet dance, as it would feel like you are singing to me with the verses of all the words that can speak to me so lovingly, from the soul that is kind, of all that you are, that can rob me blind, but all in all, I wouldn’t seem to mind, with the matter of this heatwave, of the sweetest kind, that would come as close to me as a very close shave, of how we’d come to be so happily ravaged in this grand chaos of having to delightfully misbehave, as I’d feel like you are singing to me in the sweetest verses of all the words that can speak to me so lovingly, from the soul that can be so kind, and to not make me feel so damn blind, to the sense that we have lost ourselves in the curiosities of the heatwave of this most delightfully beautiful bliss, with way more than just one simple kiss, in the heatwave of this most romantic passion of something so magical as this, in this most lovely and amazing fashion, of giving each other a feeling of the heatwave that would enrapture us in this most beautiful warmth of this condition, in this touch of our amazing heatwave, oh, how it feels so good to be here together, and to so freely misbehave, in this very close shave, to feel so happy and so brave, in this forever feeling of such firelight to our soul, of making each other feel so good that it can feel so orgasmic, and it’s just something that we’d both mutually agree would be the feeling of something so fabulously romantic and fantastic, in this most beautiful kind of love to always save, in having to always give to each other, when we’d get lost in the sweet curiosities in this most bountiful and fabulously beautiful heatwave.
