Accidental Babies

I miss you

Accidental Babies

Well I held you like a lover; happy hands and your elbow in the appropriate place. And we ignored our others, happy plans, with a delicate look upon your face. Our bodies moved and hardened; hurting parts of your garden with no room for a pardon in a place where no one knows what we have done. 

Do you cum together ever with him? Is he dark enough, enough to see your light? And do you brush your teeth before you kiss? Do you miss my smell? Is he bold enough to take you on? Do you feel like you belong? And does he drive you wild or just mildly free?

What about me? 

Well you held me like a lover; sweaty hands and my foot in the appropriate place. And we use cushions to cover happy glands in the mild issue of our disgrace. Our minds pressed and guarded while our flesh disregarded the lack of space for the light-hearted in the boom that beats our drum.

Well I know I make you cry and I know sometimes you wanna die but do you really feel alive without me? If so: be free. If not: leave him for me. Before one of us has accidental babies. 

For we are in love.

Do you cum together ever with him? Is he dark enough, enough to see your light? And do you brush your teeth before you kiss? Do you miss my smell? Is he bold enough to take you on? Do you feel like you belong? And does he drive you wild or just mildly free? 

What about me? What about me? What about…?

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