Folie a deux
I can't hold back
When your dressed in black
Refuse to look away
Locked in my gaze
You know this look on my face
Wide eyed and tongue tied
I'll wake with my hair tangled
But that was your plan
When you worked this angle
Won't hold back
When you look at me like that
Slight smirk with your coy eyes
You and I realize
This will only end one way
In each other's arm
Entrapped in ecstasy
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