I'm ignited like never before I toss, turn
You wake me up breathing heavily sweating want
A fever on my skin, the blankets melt
Tossed off a light breeze joins our sweat and accentuates the heat
All sounds come muffled, as if from afar
Bodies failing at becoming each other take - he grabs her hair
Friday, October 20, 2006
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