tonight
there is no full moon
in the dark
you make me feel
the wetness of your smile
inside my mouth
your tongue is a
wild dancer
on top of mine
we are foolish to
believe
that with all these
we soon
will forget
there is no full moon
in the dark
you make me feel
the wetness of your smile
inside my mouth
your tongue is a
wild dancer
on top of mine
we are foolish to
believe
that with all these
we soon
will forget
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