I’m making love to you
As the candle light dances like a elegant ballerina
The sweetness of your body makes me tremble
As my feeble fingers touch your love
Like an angel spreading its wings
Your smell is sweet and warm
Skin so fragile and pitifully white
I will come for you tonight
Aug 3, 2012
Aug 3, 2012 at 2:43 PM UTC
I’m making love to you
As the candle light dances like a elegant ballerina
The sweetness of your body makes me tremble
As my feeble fingers touch your love
Like an angel spreading its wings
Your smell is sweet and warm
Skin so fragile and pitifully white
I will come for you tonight
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