Where you would like to visit, I've been asked
Oh on this planet.. Id visit
The delicate lids of the eyes
Staring, oh how time flies
The smooth planes of the chest
Ahh while the sun sets
The sinewy of muscles
Nothing but cuddles
The plump lips
On a face I wish to kiss
Upon a touch
I want so much
Warmth of embrace
Indulge that face
My lips in a kiss
An inevitable bliss
Oh, that’s not what you meant
I suppose.. Florence
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 2:50 AM UTC
Where you would like to visit, I've been asked
Oh on this planet.. Id visit
The delicate lids of the eyes
Staring, oh how time flies
The smooth planes of the chest
Ahh while the sun sets
The sinewy of muscles
Nothing but cuddles
The plump lips
On a face I wish to kiss
Upon a touch
I want so much
Warmth of embrace
Indulge that face
My lips in a kiss
An inevitable bliss
Oh, that’s not what you meant
I suppose.. Florence
