Warm sure feeling,
co-exists with my lungs and
it is all so clear.
Our lips they match.
It's intense,
baby my heart wants this.
Your lips, those pink beautiful lips,
and you next to me,
just next to me,
i'm suddenly feeling like we co-exist.
Breath-taking, more than an weak attempt to
stop running.
Remember, when we in the glass jar,
as caterpillars.
I ran from you, ran away so fast.
You ran away too.
But look at us now,
accepting our circumstance of no more
than now.
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