Like the sun you’re a hallow passageway. My serpentine arms coil your legs. I used to think you were the only one who could answer my riddle. Sometimes I still do. You put your hand on my head and I melted like microwaved plastic. I miss condensation I never tasted. I’ll race you to the frozen food isle of my dreams sweet thing
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