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You melt in my mouth
and color my cheeks pink
with each shot,
loosening my tongue.
Between love and regret,
nostalgia spills
from my lips.
May 5
at
3:48 AM
You melt in my mouth
and color my cheeks pink
with each shot,
loosening my tongue.
Between love and regret,
nostalgia spills
from my lips.