AUGUST

Even in rare form

My heart belongs to you

It’s either we’re screaming and yelling

Or fcking like it’s new

Virgins

That’s how we behave

But we break free alone

Two hooked love slaves

Washing upon this dimensions shore

So much Fire we can’t contain

So we refrain from going in public

So bubbly it’s hard to refrain

From pulling and tugging

Passionately kissing and hugging

So easily triggered to buggin

But my heart knows I’m not buggin for nothing

Because you’re something ….

Special

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