I could melt in your arms before we build the loving empire in the middle of bombing hearts.
Maybe it's a fiction or a drama, who knows?
The sky has fallen before the angel started the riot, and the earth will explode after the kiss.
After every touch i die.(I die everytime you touch me.)
I could melt my own words in you before we destroy the love empire in the middle of stolen minds.
Maybe it's a dream or a nightmare, who knows?
Orgasmic free emotion floating over the touch, you touch, i die...
i die...
shhh, i'll pray for my soul lost over your head, smiling and licking your sweet sorrow, raping our emotions in glasses of wine over the table while you kill me softly with your touch, out of control, out yourself, finding myself...let me die in you, touch the touch and get myself in you
After every touch i die...
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