your touch was unknown to me.
my face has learned,
it's gotten used to you.
i like your hands.
soft and warm.
when they're dry and cold,
i kiss them,
in hopes to bring back your warmth.
i like them that way.
your touch was unknown to me.
my face has learned,
it's gotten used to you.
i like your hands.
soft and warm.
when they're dry and cold,
i kiss them,
in hopes to bring back your warmth.
i like them that way.
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