I'm reminiscing on your tenderness and the snuggling and teasing missing what i remember kissing and
hugging and squeezing bugging and weezing i'm having trouble when breathing it's even tougher when sleeping but there's a couple of reasons that i'm suffering and grieving for loving
and leaving you all i'm thinking of in the evening you got my
knees buckling and weakening thoughts of nothing but freaking that i'm struggling to keep in and interrupt when i'm speaking i got some game that i'm preparing to
run the way your lips sparkle and glare in the sun you got your hair in a bun no matter what you're wearing you stun
cause your comparing to none i wanna share in the fun i feel a passionate lust when i'm imagining just
us alone at last with a touch.
Sorry dont really go for red heads like fire engine red hair sorry dudes you're just not my style. Sluts you'll
hear from me if I find something more then so be it.