Blue dress,
I love the way it clings to your skin
effortlessly,
a figure of pure emotion
I aspire to be next to you always,
next to your warmness
always inviting me,
into your softness,
beckoning me...
My will shall surrender onto thee.
I love the way it clings to your skin
effortlessly,
a figure of pure emotion
I aspire to be next to you always,
next to your warmness
always inviting me,
into your softness,
beckoning me...
My will shall surrender onto thee.
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