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Smog – Came Blue Lyrics 17 years ago
I cannot keep my hands off you, and I hope that as I touch you, you reciprocate my sexual desire.

These feelings are merely lust - not love.

Your eyes betray your intoxication. I imagined you, in this moment, to have your eyes closed in ecstatic surrender. Or at least in non-confrontational acceptance.

Well into adulthood, I still feel these overwhelming adolescent urges/desires.

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