There's strands of gold in her hair
Withering like cancer
Her smile hides within her eyes
Like galaxies slowly exploding
She swirls her tongue across her teeth
Biting on her bottom lip with seductive intent
She crawls victim to my bed
Begging and pleading
She whispers desire
With ***** accents
Begging and pleading
For me to undress her skin
Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 10:44 AM UTC
There's strands of gold in her hair
Withering like cancer
Her smile hides within her eyes
Like galaxies slowly exploding
She swirls her tongue across her teeth
Biting on her bottom lip with seductive intent
She crawls victim to my bed
Begging and pleading
She whispers desire
With ***** accents
Begging and pleading
For me to undress her skin
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