ur clavicles can house my identity

Your clavicles can house my identity
Beautifully crafted frames waiting for green windows to my soul
And my full lips to sip from cups that overflow
And juxtapose to the angle of my nose
And sill of my check bones
Masterpiece shawty
Every detail, every note on your skin
Created to the vibrations from the pulse of your neck



Credits
Writer(s): Chamara Williams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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