Clutch

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The passion that can happen in a parked car...
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Respiring as I'm short of breath
While the movement of your fingers
Causes my head to drop
And my eyelids to flutter

I long to gaze into your eyes
But the dynamic forces them down
Towards the shadows cast
By your electricity and aura

Lust, oh how I long for this
The lock you have on my wrists
Sets me free and safe
As you sink deeper into my skin

Eerie light into our open cage
Through misty framed glass sets me
Vulnerable but not scared
Being contained by you

Yesterday's gone too soon
But I'm forever bound by that moment
Connected for a lifetime
Forever wanting more

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