Don't you forget my face; my eyes so frail, faded black into space. Overt your eyes, seceding is just another form of compromise. You can forget the bite but you can't forget the taste.

And now cradled in your womb, my hair lightly touching your neck, I won't let go, I don't give in. Melancholy moments rest underneath, below the covers, below both of our feet. I want you to know, I can't forget, I could lay here forever; I like the taste of your sweat.

I passed you as the pride of man. I came with glowing eyes, I don't understand. Bite my skin, cower underneath my touch, as exonerated moments never amount to much.

And now cradled in your womb, my arms sprawled across your breasts. Lost in the undertow, I forget how to swim. Melancholy moments rest underneath, below the waves, below both of our feet. I want you to know, I can't forget, I could lay here forever; I like the taste of your sweat.

I like the taste of your sweat as it is cascading down your neck. I like the taste of your sweat as it is streaming down my neck. I like the taste of your sweat as it is cascading down my neck. I like the taste of your sweat as it is streaming down your neck.


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