i recall new eyes
tippy toes
reach and fold
lay to rest a feeling of was
warm breeze
now half moons grace soft skin
shake it
walk tall
checked out
yea i know what's his face said you cared
but he doesn't know how you used to linger
and now how you go go go
west winds
someone will make you pause
no she'll make you stop
but i need the same
two plays
a beat too familiar
you got a soft side
glad to have been acquainted
sweet, sweet boy
i won't tug
in this game
of war
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