Watching you blow smoke-rings naked is the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen
Puts a spin on unhealthy because I could breathe all of it in… every single last wisp till stripping myself to the bones of my very own unrequited existence

Shall we do it now, shall we dance amidst these plumes of a harsher than reality

Wherein your pinkened nipple permits me all kinds of bohemian dreams… lock, stock -n’ two smokin’ Charlies at terrifical ease with the other overexposed person’s favourite-best flirtation again and just about ready

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