I look at you lying with me in bed and when you look back at me, my chest feels warm.
I have to squeeze you, but I don’t want ever to end this link.
But your shirt feels so soft and my head fits perfectly on your chest. These arms that rub my
back are magical and wonderful,
Your spell makes my hands itch to caress your vibrant body,
Oo baby, you have the most kissable forehead and your round loving eyes show me deep into your soul. There is no place I’d rather be so I will stay in your arms and rest my head on your shirt,
enjoying this moment with you.
Happy to have found you even though this is all so different.
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