Sometimes I dream about the intensity of our first kiss
Just to relive our collection of moments
I had no guilt trips with you
If I did have a guilt trip I'd keep postponing the free rides
I'd rather dance under the moon light with you
I was hoping you'd leave your shoes behind
This feeling was priceless
So I know we couldn't lure up enough coins to miss a beat
I used to sit next to you amongst others and still feel vibrations
That one touch is intoxicating
It slows down my heart beats
Every sound becomes hollow
Only you and I in the air
Sweet nectar and rare treats
Mmmmm this feeling could make you.....fuck it I forgot
(Unfinished)
-AngeliK hAlo
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