hey sugar,
would you like to escape?
to my well decorated appartment
we can get stoned
ill turn on music
light a candle
leave the unbuttoning to me
if you can wait
shadows of last night
have yet to be licked from the mirror
which you look very pretty in
let me count your freckles
and the ridges of your lips
baby,
ive got you surrounded
_Jackson Grind
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