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Stepping outside in, the travel took ages
Slide the door aside, the rush of the scent here
Taking in the room, folding you up good
Getting comfortable

Holding you open
The pressure, the friction
The glare from your stomach
The hunger, the breathing
The grasping of control
The feeling

Journey back to you, so soon we need it
Soon as dawn arrives, counting your exhales
Sharing air in our small world atmosphere
Getting comfortable

Holding you open
The pressure, the friction
The glare from your stomach
The hunger, the breathing
The grasping of control
The feeling is desperate
The smirk on your shoulder
The gripping, the seizing
The melting of senses
The spark of synapses
The feeling

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