“Why is your handdown my throat,
stirring my soul into submission?
Cant you feel it?
My heart is already full
and wants to feel
your hand expand
to prevent me
from
exploding
into
a million
pieces
of
ecstasy.”
(by C’hele)
“Why is your handdown my throat,
stirring my soul into submission?
Cant you feel it?
My heart is already full
and wants to feel
your hand expand
to prevent me
from
exploding
into
a million
pieces
of
ecstasy.”
(by C’hele)
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