Your Forehead

I fall deeply
For the taste
Of your breath

And for
Your long thin fingers
Making the bed

I love the smell of your neck
But I prefer the one that comes
From your forehead

I love the smell of your neck
But I prefer the one that comes

Oh, Jesus
Your teeth
They're so big
And straight
I wanna have'em in my mouth

Who would know
What I'd fall for?
Who would know
What I'd fall?
Who would know
What I'd fall for?
Who would know, who

Who would know
What I'd fall for?
Who would know
What I'd fall?
Who would know
What I'd fall for?
Who would know, who



Credits
Writer(s): May Manão
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