Lust is like the beautiful scent of a rose,
alluding you under the false pretense until you lose all your senses,
it will start to slowly linger until the ***** of its thorn becomes visible,
then lust will no longer be something you adore.
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 4:05 PM UTC
Lust is like the beautiful scent of a rose,
alluding you under the false pretense until you lose all your senses,
it will start to slowly linger until the ***** of its thorn becomes visible,
then lust will no longer be something you adore.
