water won't wash away our sins
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you are pleasurably painful
as you're sliding down my throat
hands on my head in my hair
screaming wild fires
melting our bodies
as you enter into a paradise
pushing past fear, pushing desire
burning embers in the forest
grabbing onto what limbs we may
scratching away at flesh
under my skin
you are getting under my skin
a fluid exchange - mine, yours
blood rushing to your head
lay in bed with me honey
because water won't wash away our sins
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