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Jimi
Purple smoke lingers within your quenched hazel eyes.
You're on your knees waiting for me to cry.
It seems you can't keep your scorching palms off my brisk thighs.
Your love gets me so high to the point where I can finally kiss the sky.
You look clever in your musky velvet attire.
Your thick grunts and moans set my body on fire.
Jimi says I'm the only girl he admires.
He's honestly the only man I desire.
Now watch Jimi and I get higher and higher.
God called, he said you were his favorite creation.
I hope he doesn't see what we do in my parents basement.
One day, You and I can run off to the next train station.
You and I can make a statement.
But for now, let your lips fix my dehydration.
