Sitting at the edge of my desk, hands poised over the silky, blue-blackness of the keys waiting for the right time, the right place. Where to start, where did it all begin? Feeling your hands on my skin. So smooth, they distract me from my train of thought. Where did you come from, I wonder….
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Tempos throbbing through my skin, My heart racing, Pulse throbbing in time. Bubbles up my nose, Tingling all the way to my toes.
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Little fishie In my mind you play Here you float about in endless waves of warmth Carefree You stuff your face when you’re hungry You’re so happy I wish I could make that here I wish you were happy My little fishie My playful, happy, fat little fishie
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