Your décolletage
Slips through my untrusting glances
And hits me hard
Where it shouldn't really,
And whispers to me
The intruding lustfulness of your eyes
Hovering
On my mind.
Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 4:09 PM UTC
Your décolletage
Slips through my untrusting glances
And hits me hard
Where it shouldn't really,
And whispers to me
The intruding lustfulness of your eyes
Hovering
On my mind.
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