If I had just ten minutes alone with you.
Oh, all the things I would do.
I would trace the lines that define your perfect figure with my tongue,
Leaving tiny lipstick stains down your abdomen.
I would kiss you softly and tenderly,
while tangling my fingertips in your hair.
I'd make you moan with pleasure,
While our tongues fight for dominance in each others mouths.
I'd hold you close,
Our bare skin touching.
Entangling our limbs together,
While tiny droplets of sweat form on your forehead.
Craving every touch
All these things I would do,
If I had just ten minutes alone with you.
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 12:27 AM UTC
Yesterday,
I asked for a sign.
A sign that would tell me if
This thing between you and I
Was worth it...
Today,
I believe that sign was given to me.
Given to me as I feel my heart race
When I see a girls *** not her face
And it wasn't mine...
Tomorrow,
I will be doing me.
Doing me because the guy I thought was great
Turned out to be fake
So now its over...
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 3:11 PM UTC
Call me a million things
But never refer to me as a *****
My friends say it jokingly
But from you it's offensive.
I don't care if you're playing around.
The word ***** should never
escape your lips.
Not when speaking of me.
I do so much for you...
I am not your *****
I will never be your *****
Don't refer to me as a *****
You catching my drift?
Cause baby as soon as the word
leaks through those lips I kiss on a daily...
It'll be over faster then you can say
I'm sorry baby.
Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 11:17 AM UTC