Pulling you in,
Spooning to snugglefuck,
My breath
Panting against your neck
As our passions rise
And we both awaken,
Slow grind
Under the covers,
But I wake up
To find you’re not here
And I have
A severely molested
Pillow.
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Pulling you in,
Spooning to snugglefuck,
My breath
Panting against your neck
As our passions rise
And we both awaken,
Slow grind
Under the covers,
But I wake up
To find you’re not here
And I have
A severely molested
Pillow.
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