Afternoon rain storms. We kissed on your bed and I told you that you tasted like lightning. The heat from us burned all summer. She changes the weather.
Saturday, June 1, 2013
As Close To Me As You Are Now
Afternoon rain storms. We kissed on your bed and I told you that you tasted like lightning. The heat from us burned all summer. She changes the weather.
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