"Is it crazy to want the softness of your lips, the wrestling of your tongue on mine? Got me so exposed, wondering in your eyes, am I leveled the same as the time we first laid eyes on each other? Just wanna satisfy the thought, fall off into you, hoping you'll catch me. Knowing it's many rules to this, how I feel so powerless to feel this way, when I have no idea as to if you desire me, like this. Passing through my mind, wanting to pick up the phone, or pull up but don't wanna crowd you, or act so desperate, to losing your interest. Wanna be as potent like a sack of "loud," or more meaningful as these verses, your lips are inspiring. Wondering if I'm crazy, or just wrapped around your finger, but shit how the thought of kissing your lips, put me in my feelings to write these verses. Small but simple, but that's how you got me."
©gazeldeas
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