Young and Tangible

Play a song,

That makes me fall

In love with ideas;

tangible things

as well.

Like touch and kiss,

And the taste of your skin,

Or your lips upon my neck.

At 19 you have so much too

Too see.

The world is your canvas,

Yet you choose too lay naked

with me.

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