Page 41 of Wishing for La Luna

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He leaves me alone. Like I do every night before bed, I look at the butterfly on the glass pane and then head to my room.

My notepad is on the bed, and I beeline for it.

Tenemos que hablar

Yeah, we have to talk

I don’t know what you’re doing

This is not part of the plan

I don’t think you know that was my soul

That thing you touched with your fingers, with your warm gaze

Or did you?

Es Rio, Mami.

You had my soul in your hands

Y no debio pasar

Solo nos estamos conociendo,

Yeah, we’re just getting to know each other

And you got that deep

When you kissed me, it was more than mouths

I could see it in your eyes

All of me was in there

Baby, yo se que me ves

Cuando bailamos, you gave me a little taste

Del daño que tus caderas pueden hacer

De tu boca

Y ese culo como lo sabes mover

And then you go home

Dejandome con las ganas

Corazon, you’re a mindfuck

But I don’t want you to stop

I need to see how far we can go

Your body needs to see como te puedo castigar

Comer, morder, besar

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