ILLUSIONS CAN BE CRUEL

Juices from your lips drip in my mouth
You burst me with a gentle kiss, I’m aroused
On the tip of my tongue
I feel your soft skin
Aimlessly my hands run
On your humid waist
My pulses accelerate

And I exhaust
In my thoughts
Thinking about you
I exhaust
On your thoughts
Illusions can be cruel
So cruel

A tap on my hips
A tickle in my ears
What if we never met, eh?!
I can feel you over me right here
Our engines lubricate this season of summer
I’m groping you in dark
Just to get you on radar

And I exhaust
In my thoughts
Thinking about you
I exhaust
On your thoughts
Illusions can be cruel
So cruel.

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