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I want to hear your stories, While I inhale your b

I want to hear your stories,
While I inhale your beautiful scent,
Everytime we connect.

Stretch you with my own hands,
Spread you apart,
And come closer to you,
Just to get driven in your words,
That makes me crave for more and more,
Inch by inch, Without breaking a sweat.

You arouse me with your words,
Which makes me imagine,
And experience, With every touch.

Sometimes,
Makes me happy,
Makes me sad,
Gives me a thought,
That, maybe like this,
I would fall in love,
Till the end,
Until we meet again,
With some new characters,
Some new stories,
To hear from each other.

With the passing time,
Till the day of my dying breathe,
That's how,
I can describe the love,
I have for you,
With every flipping,
Until we cross paths again
Someday, at some place,
Waiting for me to get a grip
Around you and give a warm hug again,
Before we could start our conversation,
Over a cup of Hot Coco again,
Under the shining night sky,
Just you and me,
Giggling with delight,
As the time passes by.— % & I want to hear your stories,
While I inhale your beautiful scent,
Everytime we connect.

Stretch you with my own hands,
Spread you apart,
And come closer to you,
Just to get driven in your words,
I want to hear your stories,
While I inhale your beautiful scent,
Everytime we connect.

Stretch you with my own hands,
Spread you apart,
And come closer to you,
Just to get driven in your words,
That makes me crave for more and more,
Inch by inch, Without breaking a sweat.

You arouse me with your words,
Which makes me imagine,
And experience, With every touch.

Sometimes,
Makes me happy,
Makes me sad,
Gives me a thought,
That, maybe like this,
I would fall in love,
Till the end,
Until we meet again,
With some new characters,
Some new stories,
To hear from each other.

With the passing time,
Till the day of my dying breathe,
That's how,
I can describe the love,
I have for you,
With every flipping,
Until we cross paths again
Someday, at some place,
Waiting for me to get a grip
Around you and give a warm hug again,
Before we could start our conversation,
Over a cup of Hot Coco again,
Under the shining night sky,
Just you and me,
Giggling with delight,
As the time passes by.— % & I want to hear your stories,
While I inhale your beautiful scent,
Everytime we connect.

Stretch you with my own hands,
Spread you apart,
And come closer to you,
Just to get driven in your words,