[hush-hush], ice cream man… I want you
not just at dinner but early in the morning
with dirty little secrets lunching yourself
from me using your lips and continuing
with other elements and things of yours.
Fireworks in me and sweet hysteria it’s
when you touch me. That’s something
  what I’ve known for a very long time.

©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

Gotthard │ Alex Who? │ Marian Hill │ Tony Joe White │ Joe Bonamassa 

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