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Blushy stares I fold
Eternal eye locks we hold
How can I resist
Those dark coffee like eyes
On a cold rainy night

Those thick honey pools
Inviting me to dive into the unknown
Of your dazzling, mysterious stare
Making a subtle, sweet distraction
Touch of an ebony beard, a simple attraction

Elusive thoughts of you cross
And hide behind my nerves
Burying the twitch on my lip
when my eyes catch your sight
For stolen moments split in between

while humming a soothing tune like
Kiss me behind the drapes~

A/N: Imagi-nation

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