
Hit with it
Stung by it
Ruffled and fucked
by it.
Open your legs like an Alberta sky in August
Let me in.
I am all yours.
Hit with it
Stung by it
Ruffled and fucked
by you.
Open your heart like a Wild Rose in July
Let me in.
I am coming there, back there, for some kind of terminal end.
Some terminal finale, some everything. For you, just you.
I am yours, all yours.
Hit with it.
Stung by it.
Ruffled
and
tussled.
Get in love.
-Sid
xo
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