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Mason
Sweat drips out of every pore,
As my fingers trace your spine,
In my mind, I know this is temporary,
But I can't help to want you all mine.
My tender lips paint memories on your canvas,
As my lips ascend the skin begins to crawl,
In a moments notice,
You have me pressed against the wall.
Your eyes burn bright with desire,
A smile starts to form, as you lean in to kiss me,
And when your lips touch mine,
I realize how perfect we could be.
